Quadeca
Choice*
Lyrics from Snippet

He looks out for me

Who do you call when you want another first choice?
Green bills, blue bills
New pills turquoise
New hills, you're choice
Cheap thrills, rejoice
Sleep gets worse when I'm cranking up the white noise
Think I made the right choice
Ooh, 'cause you treat me like a eyesore
Ooh, but I open up the blinds for it
Got, in my pocket with my passport
Da-da-




Bitch, you know you like to suffer
Bitch, you like to watch me suffer
I'm usually the one without clutter
I'm thе one that clean with the glovеs on
Said you like me more, but I'm not her