Fuck, I don't even know the lyrics
This looking to be the best day ever
I'm itching to see you never
Lowkey I'm still tryna go bite your lip
Makeup in her purse
Can the drugs fit too?
Give a fuck about friends
Cause I wanna see you
Get stuck off the K and my legs can't move
I'm desperate, I'm saying I like you
She get the sniffles, I think she took too much
I'm all alone, but I'm fine I brought two blunts
I want you gone, you in my head like too much
I know you hate me, we not lasting two months
I don't let shit get to me
Baby we got history
She wanna be on my story
I'll let you know right now
I'm not the one
Yea I'm tryna smoke
She tryna have fun
And I'm tryna cry
And she tryna laugh
I been trying cope
I'm fucking my lungs
She keep tryna pry
I don't wanna talk
My mama said, "Boy go take that college route"
But I think this music gon get me out
She drunk off the whitney
Want henny now
Need my paper straight to me
Said send it now
I pop X X X
Oh yes, yes, yes
Keep trying to hit me
Like text, text, text
I already know what it is
I know what it was
I know what it isn't
Go with your gut feeling
I live, I live off instinct
I guess it was me, not really appealing
Blonde head bitch, we can get him mixed in
Where you going?
This girl like coke, so it's gon keep snowing
But she love that drank, so it's gotta keep pouring
You can have her back, that hoe be whoring
Quick sitch yes, I can get her gone
Nigga talking that shit
Get exactly what you want
She a shitty ass ghost
She ain't give me a haunt
Can't lock me down
I ain't fucking with no one
So why the fuck am I crying over someone?