Baby I ain't no drug dealer, I'm just tryna feel better
Popping all these pills yeah I swear it makes it feel better
Why she really fuck with me, cause I get cheddar
Why she fucking with the squad she don't know better
Why she hanging with the hooligans she don't know
All this shit we have to do just to get dough
Do Re Mi mm-hmm la ti do I'm a singer and a trapper, yeah, you already
Know Yeah, and we whip around the city
Chillin' in a CRV You know how we really be
Drivin' down the DVP She call me the MVP
All my haters envy me I fill them up with jealousy
But it ain't my fault that I'm a star
It ain't my fault that she top me off
In my brand new car When I'm whippin' in the six
Got a lot of haters that be pushing up their sticks
Bitch, you a bitch, fuck what they say
Me and my dogs, yeah, we do it all day
She wanna come to the crib, no bouquet
She wanna fuck me like on the first date
She don't wanna wait for that long time sex
She just wanna hit me up cause I'm getting checks
I see her thirst traps on your stories, girl, don't worry
I might just fuck you but tell me what's with the hurry
I just tryna I just tryna feel your vibe Feel your energy
I tryna be your friend Why you wanna make me enemies
I don't wanna be your enemy
I wanna be your frenemy
Why you be, mm
Why you gotta go defend me?
I can stand up on my own ground
I'll be with my dog, smoke a whole pound
And now we back up on this shit
Late night shift, yeah we tryna get rich
Shows every week, tours every month
She said that she fuck with me, we smoking on some blunts
Need an Asian ting with an iced out ring
And that ain't no lie, she my type, yeah
Just for the night, after we fuck I gotta go and take flight
Cause I, I can't be in one place for too long
I'm in the studio writing these songs, yeah
You telling me that I'm always right
But my ex telling me that I'm always wrong, yeah
I really got some trust issues
Tearing up, girl, yeah, I need tissues, that's cap
That's you, it's me, I'm looking in the mirror and I see 3D
Woah, can you take it slow?
I'm always have to look at you, yeah you on the go
I'm looking at your stories, yeah I see you on the gram
I see you out there with a couple of mans
What you up to? Who you smoking with?
Do they pour you drinks, baby? Tell me who you with?
I know I got questions, tell me where's the answer?
Baby, yeah I got a lot of bands, I turned into a dancer
Shit, that's the whole track