This year I went on tour
The first one of my life
Made money then made more
Went on like twenty flights
This year I fell in love
Got my heart broken twice
I got me a new car
I know I'll be alright
I've been feeling so shitty
Haven't wrote a song in weeks
But if I just look pretty
Maybe I won't have to speak
And I'm like what the *'s wrong with me
How I say this on
And I'm like what the *'s wrong with me

How I say this on

My glass feels fifty, fifty
I just wanna be complete
Next year
Never tried to make a hit
Or be top pick
But I'm here
So for now I'll talk my *
Cause that's what sticks
And who cares
Who cares
Who cares
Nigga from D.C. wanna see me, he say I'm marvelous
Car don't got no key, don't go on E cause I stay chargin' it
In my new apartment, it's more like a house though
I'm the bitch that's startin' it, he more like a outro
If I spend a stack, I'll make it back, they still like how though
If it's on the track, then it's a fact, but not too loud though
Nigga see the sauce and then they copy, paste, and download
Nigga see the sauce and then they copy, paste, and download
Like what the *'s wrong with me, how I say this on a beat
My glass fills 50-50, I just wanna be complete
Next year
Never tried to make a hit or be top pick, but I'm here
So for now I'll talk my *
Cause I'm the bitch that's startin' it, he more like a outro
In my new apartment, it's more like a house though

Nigga see the sauce and then they copy, paste, and download
Nigga see the sauce and then they copy, paste, and download
Nigga see the sauce and then they copy, paste, and download
I'm the bitch that's startin' it, he more like a outro
Like what the *'s wrong with me, how I say this on a beat
I'm the bitch that's startin' it, he more like a outro
I'm one of a bunch, I don't leave it behind
Nigga so sole
Thank you.