Boy, I'm so motherfucking introverted, swear to god

Yeah

Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad

Ignorance: blissful

Handful to miss you

Deliberately debate you, something to relate to

Mind in the gutter, even though I hate you

If I only I would date you but I don't fuck with black

Shorty wants a hyphen

She don't want my last name

Boy, that's a red flag, I rather watch my anime

Oh, thought you saddened me?

Mamí that's a fantasy

I think I'll cut you off, girl I rather drink propane, damn

Camera angles

Preferential: give me Spaniards

Taking pictures, panoramas, fuck from me with family planners

Instinctual principles, I'm rather minuscule but I think I want to backhand her

Bitch better be lucky I ain't repping with them bandanas

But I think they tend to like degenerates and money scammers

She want that lavish life and some top notch pipe

But you don't reciprocate, you never give a fucking dime

She pocket it, watching it, "after my profit" it, never was a punk but I had a little soft in it

Never had skill, had a little bit of sloth in it, so I had to bargain with the shit I was coughing with

Fuck around and find out, know I got confidence, why you got to tell the world when I give you compliments?

Stop using money as a way for you to leverage this, girl you know too damn well you're average

Stop it, stop it

I know you know that's nonsense

Bringing up shit from prior times that ain't relevant

Correcting imperfection, then I undergo introspection

Seems I need a timeout since I've got them bad intentions

I think she wants a date but she don't know I got them bad intentions

She rather scroll the gram and tag her friends and just have all her mentions

Just because you got some ass you feel entitled to my pension?

When I get this fucking deal, I swear to god you'll see me flexing

Intently, I've fed plenty and I try to rub gently on her fenty, "pay my rent please"

Now, why would I do that?

I wouldn't do that

Girl, don't know my damn intentions

Oh, I'm so motherfucking introverted, swear to god