[00:12.640]bitch, I'm on drugs, I don't wanna dance
[00:14.789]I just copped designer pants
[00:15.982]I know how you feel, it's how I feel, you know I understand
[00:19.109]Really, I can't **** with you, I guess I'm just not a fan
[00:22.349]Had to get it from the dirt, bloody nose and bloody bangs
[00:25.670]bitch, I'm counting cash right now
[00:29.038]She give me her cat and I get right out
[00:32.229]Broke her back, I ain't tryna touch her spine now
[00:35.309]Come over to your crib, now I made it my house
[00:38.678]Get hit, 'cause you walk with a gun now
[00:40.221]Troublemaker he don't walk when the sun out
[00:41.653]My plug retarded, he gave me a soda
[00:43.261]Think about cash, all the way 'til the sun down
[00:45.069]Neck tats, she wanna ****
[00:46.486]Hit on my phone and she giving it up
[00:48.021]She be ****in' with the whole gang
[00:49.613]And the whole gang, we be messing it up
[00:51.133]She my trap queen, bando
[00:54.541]Handle, what's your handle?
[00:57.549]Take you apart, yeah, dismantle, dismantle, dismantle
[01:03.950]I'm gettin' bands, get this shit on a rack
[01:05.765]Boy, don't let the clout get to your head
[01:07.165]AR-15 and that's it, you dead
[01:08.661]You sippin' on purple, you sippin' on meds
[01:10.286]Yeah-eah-eah, I'm depressed now
[01:13.542]Yeah-eah-eah, that's a touchdown
[01:16.605]bitch, I'm on drugs, I don't wanna dance
[01:18.613]I just copped designer pants
[01:20.029]I know how you feel, it's how I feel, you know I understand
[01:23.029]Really, I can't **** with you, I guess I'm just not a fan
[01:26.253]Had to get it from the dirt, bloody nose and bloody bangs
[01:29.589]bitch, I'm counting cash right now
[01:32.798]She give me her cat and I get right out
[01:36.061]Broke her back, I ain't tryna touch her spine now
[01:39.101]Come over to your crib, now I made it my house
[01:42.485]Got a whole lot of emotion, her throat don't know how to approach it
[01:45.341]Plotting like a praying mantis, yeah, I'm not a lotus
[01:48.613]Yeah, I had to control all my feelings, yeah, I had to control it
[01:51.798]Now it's going to my head, yeah, it's stacking, yeah, it's bloated
[01:55.101]One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight-nine-ten
[01:57.453]I cannot **** with you niggas, you niggas be worrying about all of the nonsense
[02:00.750]I don't got no time to stall, let's get it on and poppin'
[02:03.805]Now I feel sorry for all the bitches that used to be floppin'
[02:07.021]She don't worry about nobody, and I ain't holding on
[02:12.909]Hey, I don't trust nobody, yeah, oh-no, yeah-yeah, yeah
[02:20.558]bitch, I'm on drugs, I don't wanna dance
[02:22.509]I just copped designer pants
[02:23.990]I know how you feel, it's how I feel, you know I understand
[02:26.989]Really, I can't **** with you, I guess I'm just not a fan
[02:30.318]Had to get it from the dirt, bloody nose and bloody bangs
[02:33.622]bitch, I'm counting cash right now
[02:36.989]She give me her cat and I get right out
[02:40.061]Broke her back, I ain't tryna touch spine her now
[02:43.333]Come over to your crib, now I made it my house

bitch, I'm on drugs, I don't wanna dance
I just copped designer pants
I know how you feel, it's how I feel, you know I understand
Really, I can't **** with you, I guess I'm just not a fan
Had to get it from the dirt, bloody nose and bloody bangs
bitch, I'm counting cash right now
She give me her cat and I get right out
Broke her back, I ain't tryna touch her spine now
Come over to your crib, now I made it my house
Get hit, 'cause you walk with a gun now
Troublemaker he don't walk when the sun out
My plug retarded, he gave me a soda
Think about cash, all the way 'til the sun down
Neck tats, she wanna ****
Hit on my phone and she giving it up
She be ****in' with the whole gang
And the whole gang, we be messing it up
She my trap queen, bando
Handle, what's your handle?
Take you apart, yeah, dismantle, dismantle, dismantle
I'm gettin' bands, get this shit on a rack
Boy, don't let the clout get to your head
AR-15 and that's it, you dead
You sippin' on purple, you sippin' on meds
Yeah-eah-eah, I'm depressed now
Yeah-eah-eah, that's a touchdown
bitch, I'm on drugs, I don't wanna dance
I just copped designer pants
I know how you feel, it's how I feel, you know I understand
Really, I can't **** with you, I guess I'm just not a fan
Had to get it from the dirt, bloody nose and bloody bangs
bitch, I'm counting cash right now
She give me her cat and I get right out
Broke her back, I ain't tryna touch her spine now
Come over to your crib, now I made it my house
Got a whole lot of emotion, her throat don't know how to approach it
Plotting like a praying mantis, yeah, I'm not a lotus
Yeah, I had to control all my feelings, yeah, I had to control it
Now it's going to my head, yeah, it's stacking, yeah, it's bloated
One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight-nine-ten
I cannot **** with you niggas, you niggas be worrying about all of the nonsense
I don't got no time to stall, let's get it on and poppin'
Now I feel sorry for all the bitches that used to be floppin'
She don't worry about nobody, and I ain't holding on
Hey, I don't trust nobody, yeah, oh-no, yeah-yeah, yeah
bitch, I'm on drugs, I don't wanna dance
I just copped designer pants
I know how you feel, it's how I feel, you know I understand
Really, I can't **** with you, I guess I'm just not a fan
Had to get it from the dirt, bloody nose and bloody bangs
bitch, I'm counting cash right now
She give me her cat and I get right out
Broke her back, I ain't tryna touch spine her now
Come over to your crib, now I made it my house