I'm really in my bag today, get right before I pass away
I know you're not too fond of me, but I was hoping we could work it possibly
I'm speaking on this honestly, but you could never feel the rain
Yeah, I'm really in my bag today Just vibing at the hideaway
Come fuck with me if we the same
I said I'm really in my fucking bag today
Just vibing at the hideaway
Come fuck with me if we the same, yeah

Bitch you need to stop vibing at the treetops
Yeah you know my sweet spot that hit me like a Nissan
I'm standing in traffic, looking asthmatic, cuz I'm out of breath
Breaking these habits, causing this havoc, till I'm out of steps
And I'm bleeding all on the church steps
When you came to me, in my worst flex
I was worried that I would hurt you
But you fucked around and you flipped the script
Now I'm singing all to the birds, too
Nostalgic thoughts of my first boo Used to go and break curfew
Now I'm sipping slow on my first few, like damn, oh
Bendin corners like man, whoa Letting go of my hand, oh
Exes yeah I got ample
That's a bad example
All of them were canceled
All of them were like cancer
Left my soul in shambles
Sick as fuck in this scandal

I'm really in my bag today, get right before I pass away
I know you're not too fond of me, but I was hoping we could work it possibly
I'm speaking on this honestly, but you could never feel the rain
Yeah, I'm really in my bag today Just vibing at the hideaway
Come fuck with me if we the same
I said I'm really in my fucking bag today
Just vibing at the hideaway
Come fuck with me if we the same, yeah