Mh2yh

(I see dead people)

Aye, uh

Uh, oh no, no, aye

Uh, yeah

Ok

All about my cheese, my cheddar, I'on really fuck with niggas

Bought a new gun, a barrel long, I ain't gotta touch a nigga

Food fight buss a nigga, oh you with a couple niggas

I ain't really worried, 'cause I got a 30

Lose all respect, put a Tec to yo' neck, yeah

He don't want no vest, but coco 'bout to flex

Yeah, I fuck with Khalid, but this ain't we the best

For that brown paper bag she let me leave it on her chest, aye

Niggas tried to take a nigga style, but I'm too versatile

I'm riding with a foul, that tech long

Fake smiles, fake crowds, I swear I hate niggas

Fake niggas, tell my brother gon' and face a nigga

Won't none see a dead body, hop off in this ride with me, vibe with me

Deuce Papi, she tryna slide with me

Roll with me, she not a freak don't bring that hoe with me

Gotta go and buy some more diamonds, these hoes be gold digging

I wear my feelings on my sleeve, sympathy I don't need

And before a nigga die, I gotta plan it in yo' neese, yeah

Got a good bitch, made that bih get on her knees

And them bitches I'on fuck with no more, they can't reach

Put yo' trust in God, 'cause I'ma leave some scars

You gon' fall in love and I'ma fall in this new car

Say oh, oh, oh, I know you heard about it

Lame hoes telling lies to everybody

Say my old hoe hang with my old hoe

Fuck that bitch, she fucked the snitch, ooh, I had to let you go

I let a lot of lame niggas and bitches merge in my lane

But they staring through the review 'cause the youngin' going insane, like

(No, no, no, no, oh) aye

(Oh, no, no, no, no) aye

(Oh, no, no, no, no) aye

(Aye) aye, aye, aye, aye (oh, na, na, na, na, na)