Wanna * me I turn into a little puppy industry.
I wanna sign me.
I guess they thought that they was gonna duck me
My life got so red like it was rugby
But I just need some healing
Them pips'll switch so fast you like what I'm up to
Police won't take my life,
they think I'm dealing
But I just need a baby
Someone to take over my life and love me
I just cannot help the * that attracts me
I think I made a killing
Off in the trap telling them how they * with me
This * get too bad, it's gonna be a killing
Got dope all in my kidneys
I'm dripped like a rockstar,
you better not touch me
I got switches on the back, boy, I'm not kidding
Them hoes don't come from Chile
I wish that they quit talking about they restrooms
I keep on taking laps,
I can't go home I'm so deep in the trap,
I can't go home
I got a bad bitch in my lap,
she sang my song If them bullets hit the flap,
you think I'm
wrong Hit the dope and make it fly, I'll scrape
that ball I make a junkie hit a lap,
I think it's
so When she walk that ass clap, I take her soul
I'm from the bottom of the mouth,
so they like whoa
I step out from the Zyna,
got two watches They gon' blind,
tell them niggas watch the
mirror She get serious, I prime in my ear
Chandelier,
that cost 250,
bitch,
I prime Leave a body in the street before I fear you On my
mom's trendy garden on South Street They didn't wanna see me
pray for how I'm vacuuming the P Somewhere in the Carolinas,
keep that album at compete This stick is not a card,
keep that vacuum in the seat But this bitch not for the carpet