I was walking in the rain, how it feel to be insane

If **** stealing money, we gon' charge it to the game

**** know he looking rent, he better stay up off the cane

I'm really not that funny, **** laughing at my pain

31 shots, Halloween, real top dealer Once in my C code and he a real pot pillar

Carly get my chest, I make the real top drilling Carly bite me out, I won't get killed by

a **** I know you've seen me

They talk to you because they wanna be me Don't let them put me on the TV

I'll probably make you see me jump in 3D The shit I'm making been on repeat

I finally got some shit that put me to sleep You cry today, it's cutting too deep

You gon' cry, I been a niece, I know a tragedy I put some music out to see if they gon' check it

She asked if I'm embarrassed, no, my love, you just rejected

I make some music, I ain't dropping, I'm overstepping

I know you love her, but there ain't no point, she moving racks

I set the test, I make it seeming that I'm desperate

I set the test, I catch the semen, ho, you catch it

I crash my car, but you ain't see it, cause I wrecked it

I put my bars on, make them read it like a message

Belt for 40 and the belt just for your bitch She like to tell me stories and she asking who I'm with

Rainwater when I'm playing with the clit Plain chowder, I be higher than a bitch

Hard pros when you walking in, real top chillin' ****, I say water, need a real distiller

**** tryna beat me, I'm a real top piller Not gon' sit around with little would-be killers

When you ain't cold, I know you actually That's why I come around, you try to tax me

Don't come around and try to brax me The love I had for you, I lost it last week

I can't lie, I'm sorry I'm just a little, I'm just a little

I can't, I can't, I play the fiddle, I got the griddle

I know a **** said he kill me, he ain't do it

They won't believe you killing, post a pic of when you do it

I know some **** shoot their gun, I shoot my music

I know some **** post their gun up, they ain't use it

Pain water, it be raining on my kicks I'm doing numbers, I'm in Canada by six

They tryna beat me, I ain't doing no more clicks She need to check her body, check the bunion, bitch

I know you actually That's why I come around, you try to tax me

Don't come around and try to brax me The love I had for you, I lost it last week

I can't lie, I'm sorry I'm just a little, I'm just a little