I popped a perky in a lamb truck fell asleep Flying
Don't wanna think, she'll slime me out, but she Just keep lyin
I never thought she'd do me like that, steady Seein' signs
Just popped another Adderall, but I'm gon' be Fine
Bad, bad, bad, bad
Why you wanna see me laid up in a casket, Baby
Knowin' that I act just like my
Dad, dad, dad
You playin' victim to your mind games
Girl, you an assassin, but no, I won't go out
Sad sad sad
Mention my name, but I don't respond
You movin' like his life a game, I bet he won't Respawn
Yeah
Me and Jelly we like Durk and Von
Got melodies from the trenches, help me, sing Along
Bad, bad, bad, bad
Why you wanna see me laid up in a casket, Baby
Knowin' that I act just like my
Dad, dad, dad
You playin' victim to your mind games
Girl, you an assassin, but no, I won't go out
Sad sad sad
Whoa, whoa, whoa
I know that I won't go out sad sad sad
Maybe I've been trippin
Poppin' all these ecstasies, I'm fuckin' up my Liver
But I just keep on sippin
Double cup, I need another one
Bro just beat a body, came back home, he need Another gun
We gettin' bad, bad, bad
He up that switchy at his face
And I was really right beside him
He said, Drippa please get
Back, back, back
She fucked the goat inside a lamb truck
Keep trollin' on my page
And that's the same thing got your mans Plucked
Slowly movin' to my old ways, gang bang
Don't you put your hands up
I never got you niggas when it's beef
Why hit the gram up?
I heard your homie died in critical
It's really fucked up, all them shots was really Missin' you
You cross that line, you tryna snake me, I ain't Missin' you
Used to make love songs for your heart and Now I'm dissin' you
A couple blocks, I kinda spint a few
She said, bless you, like I sneeze, but I ain't say Ah Chu
You lyin' bout me on the gram, you know that Shit not true
And every song that I make don't gotta be Bout you
You sick and tired, I am too
I hate that I'm bout you
Badly
A down nigga, I lay down with you and watch
Baddies
And at this point, you lost me, it's fucked up Because you
Had me
I'm mad Jelly ain't. here, I'm blowin' reefa out The
Backseat
I left you in the past, it's fucked up now cause You can't pass me
You want smoke or what?
Well get to blowin', bro, Osama cause he blow Shit up
I'm slowly growin' hate for you, you bout to Fuck shit up
Ain't got no service on the island, we can't get In touch