Used to be lonely till I got me some bands, now she want me she wanna hold my hand, she used to be sleep like she pop some xans, hop on a beat that’s another band, hoes wanna fuck what did you say? Back then I used to be a loser, hop in the crowd it’s a huge surf, bitches stop and stare like excuse sir?, can I get a pic with you?, I knew you from way back ago,can you pose for the flick?, swear to god these bitches make me sick, girlfriends calling to suck my dick, there’s not too many of them to pick, I don’t really want no trick, I just a milli bricks, too much to prove that bitches ain’t shit, they come and go when you got some chips, last time I fell in love I gave too many shits, left with a open heart with too many splits, but this beat help to find my glam, couldn’t even find my self who the fuck I am?, but never will i fucking hop on a trend, I ain’t like others I don’t go through grams, focus on yourself I’ll focus on bands, only fucking reason why I’m still holding my pants, it’s a fucking k for these black Ralf sims, I still my shawty she all in my head, quick bag while I’m left on read, forget about shawty she wish I was dead, when I pop back I’m in a black Benz, but she no average shawty a 10, kinda wish that we could try again, but when I try to text I don’t hit no send nah