(Verse 1: G. Manors)
I'm on a hundred oh wait homie thats your girl?
Emojicon to the DM she's saying "space your the man
My stereo don't lie I bump your sh** everyday
My mans act like a chief and that's that sh** I don't like
Tryna take me out on that wine and dine?
But I'm prepping my selfies"
She's living on Carpe Diem
She hit me straight with the PM
Check the sh** in the AM
I shoot it straight to the bin
Ain't focused on dating a benz in milan I'm driving my dreams
My ladies they don't work
Simply cat walk for the paper
I'm talking models on models
I'm talking miss independent
Flexing paper she don't need a man its what I envisioned
Burning green with my n***as
Stage diving looking for purpose
Drum roll I hit em I hit em
Haymakers layin em out
16's call em pacquiao
My life is sweet on Moscato
Been drinking straight from the bottle
Someone in here call the morgue
Cause I'm k**in everything
Somebody ring the alarm!
DANGER!
(Verse 2: G. Manors)
Roll around in a tinted
Hotbox with the weed smoke
All my n***as got guap I'm talking 20 bags in excursion
Want a 100K for the stash box
Roll around with a match box
Treating all my verses like rizla's
sh** about to get smoked out
I had a good girl
But it turns out
When I turn up
She wanna turn down
I never own up
Ain't on grown up
Always livin out my dreams
I ain't ever gave a f** about them days you said you'd love me forever
Started switching my gears and I ain't slow down for whoever
Started workin my a** off for this deal it fell through
When you left me my heart broke, but I'm feelin brand new
All these models be taking pics for this playboy
Independent Hugh Hefner got me feeling all ga**ed up
Now i got her hands on my throttle
Guess I'm making a change
Talkin models on models Rhianna's Ms. Diamond Rings
I'm losing faith in these b**hes
But I'm still loving this game
I'm causing havoc in here
Somebody ring the alarm