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