Mozart

Bitch, I'm trynna put the world on your chest, fuck that Chrome Hearts

Hoes on the net gotta try and skip the slow part

Pros in the rap but she treat me like I'm Mozart

Baby, I ain't finna bump heads, this ain't go karts

I got real rich **** plans, fuck a Mopar

She say she don't want this shit to end, well sh- don't start

Bitch, I done glowed up on you, we ain't grow apart

**** really folded up on me, that's the bold part

Make my hood feel a lil curated, like I sold art

Premie ass **** like my son so we both sharp, ****

I got (pfft) on the way, know me cause I'm bad

Bae, I'm trynna be your best, I ain't trynna be your last

Ain't no sleep on this road, throw it to me 'til I crash

I got paid on my own, so I'm lonely to the bash

Yeah

Bitch, I'm trynna put the world on your chest, this ain't Chrome Hearts

Hoes on the net gotta try and skip the slow parts

Yeah, leather on my chest, leather on my chest, put her on the check

If she real, bitch you know the rest, I don't want no rest

How it feel when I send that over text, and you know I'm next

Still on my soul, so it's known I'm gon' overstep

Ain't no second chances, so I'm picky for my own sake

Seeing where I'm sitting got you pissing in your own place

Tryna waste the VIN I hope it stick like it was on tape

I'm mad throwing fists cause I bitchy in my own way

Glancing at the new me said she miss me for my old ways

Happy I ain't gloomy, shit ain't nothing like them old days

She say I ain't got no time for her, oh you don't say?

I was taught it ain't bout what you do, it's what you don't say

Yeah

And bitch, I'm trynna put the world on your chest, fuck that Chrome Hearts

Hoes on the net gotta try and skip the slow parts

Pros in the rap but she treat me like I'm Mozart

Baby, I ain't finna bump heads, this ain't go karts

I got real rich **** plans, fuck a Mopar

She say she don't want this shit to end, well then don't start

Bitch, I done glowed up on you, we ain't grow apart

I know **** folded up on me, that's the bold part

Make my hood feel a lil curated, like I sold art

Pick me ass **** like my son so we both sharp, ****

Bitch, I'm trynna put the world on your chest, fuck that Chrome Hearts

Yeah

New Detroit, ****