Does it make me basic that I'm doing this song?
I dont care
So faded
I don't know what to say
Yall don't really have to pa** the pill
Ever since day one
Ive been k**ing
Like a motherf**ing slasher film
Yo
Breath stankin
I'm heartbreak with that rap sk**
Black shirt and them gold chains
But I been real
f** it b**h
Just squad k**in
Like chop, chop, chop
Thats boss dealing
This real talk
I dont wanna talk to you
If you ain't bout that bill talk
Ima k** you lyrically
It would be
Smart for you to take the coma
So take the coma
Kitchen cooking coke
I call that sh**
Baking soda
Its haze here with them wayne verses
Got new money Im the same person
You showing off but you fake clerkin
Booty been red
So you been hurtin
Miss me with them fake words
Cause on facebook
You stay lurkin
There you a fake
And there you a fake
So ten out of ten
You a fake person
You may be mad but business
Is business
I stay chill and make records
Like Guinness
A b**h is a b**h
So Im callin em b**hes
If they are not
I am calling them women
You can spread rumors all you want
But my real dudes
Know I didn't do it
You can have lessons
I won't be attention
Motherf**er I been
Truant
Yeah..
That went reasonably horrible
But..
fu*k IT