Video Musik

Video Musik

Dari

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A'Layla Greenfield
A'Layla Greenfield
Songwriter

Lirik

I was fucked up, drinkin' green I know my kidneys hate me
Swear I can't feel a thing but when we fuck, she wanna have my babies
New designer fiend, like I've been goin' Marni crazy
And I don't take hints these Carti tints when bitches act shady
You can never play me, I already know the game
Only bum **** hate me, I thank God I ain't a lame
When you shootin' for the stars, don't end up like Bronny James
Girl, I'm stingy with my heart, these hoes could never be my main
Couldn't look up to my pops, I had to learn to be the man
A kid with rich dreams, now I'm flyer than Peter Pan
Was too busy makin' money, I fucked up my summer plans
Had to block her from my socials, now she askin' where we stand
Livin' like a mogul, steady blowin' through these bands
Make a opp pack global, don't get turned into a strain
Pop him on the cam, he pay the price for only fans
Man, I really hate the livin' like the dead, my only friends
Mobile with the gas, keep a pump while I'm servin
Windows up, 5%, can't see who swervin
Won't buy a bitch a body, she petite and that's perfect
Swear, I don't fall for nothin', so I'm standin' with a purpose
Supply demand, give me good for all my service
Fucked up from the drugs, high off lights, fightin' urges
You see me in the clubs, these blinding lights, don't do the sterling
And I been hard to reach if you can't add up to my earnings
Written by: A'Layla Greenfield
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out

Loading...