Bitch i been hiding
The world never find me
She think that im dying
I think that im fine
Mix up the pills with the codeine and flex
If i said that im sober she know that i lied
I took too much but i tell her im fine
Im nodding out but im hearing her cry
Everyone round is afraid ima die
Everyone round is afraid ima die
Bitch i been hiding
The world never find me
She think that im dying
I think that im fine
Mix up the pills with the codeine and flex
If i said that im sober she know that i lied
She think ima die
She think ima die

How is your man tryna talk down
Thats why your bitch wanna talk now
I bought your bitch some new new Prada
uh
She said my dick is a monster
7.62 in a chopper
Bitch tell your man that he dont want a problem
I never changed i just make every genre
Dont need a chain to tell you ima baller
She think that she love me
I tell her she dont
Someone come get they bitch off of my phone
Dont want none these bitches
Dont need none these hoes
I stay alone when im out on the road
I keep a heater im way to cold
Chopping it up like the deli they know

Yeaaaaye

Bitch i been hiding
The world never find me
She think that im dying
I think that im fine
Mix up the pills with the codeine and flex
If i said that im sober she know that i lied
I took too much but i tell her im fine
Im nodding out but im hearing her cry
Everyone round is afraid ima die
Everyone round is afraid ima die
Bitch i been hiding
The world never find me
She think that im dying
I think that im fine
Mix up the pills with the codeine and flex
If i said that im sober she know that i lied
She think ima die
She think ima die

They dont know nothing bout me
Sipping that tec i get rowdy
uh
Bad lil bitch call her mommy
She pulling up tryna fuck till the morning
You tryna see if im bout it
Boy come and test me
Aint scared of nobody
Boy ima load up the clip
Then tell that lil bitch
Get the fuck off my phone
When you gon pull up
Who you gon pull up with
Boy i got them shooters that wont let it go
Pussy dont show up
I pop at his family
Wonder why that bitch dont talk no more
Boy you a hoe
It aint no debate
Aint scared to die
I put that on my face

Ima punk boy
She like that
She like that
I know
Patch pants got 15 stuffed all in em hoe
Boy you should be embarrassed
Its apparent
That your girlfriend staring
And all her friends tryna take me home

Bitch i been hiding
The world never find me
She think that im dying
I think that im fine
Mix up the pills with the codeine and flex
If i said that im sober she know that i lied
I took too much but i tell her im fine
Im nodding out but im hearing her cry
Everyone round is afraid ima die
Everyone round is afraid ima die
Bitch i been hiding
The world never find me
She think that im dying
I think that im fine
Mix up the pills with the codeine and flex
If i said that im sober she know that i lied
She think ima die
She think ima die