She Thinks of Me

Hey you Heard you're jocking all my shit too I've done it best, but I ain't gotta tell you Yeah, you know it's true Heard you got a deal and a lady too And that's great, but she's just confused Bitch, you know it's true She thinks of me when she's fucking you I run this shit and yeah, you know it's true She thinks of me when she's fucking you She loves the bags under my eyes Sitting in her thigh highs Drinking like a fish because she's realized I'm just fucking with an imitation, maybe I should move on from this parasite Heard you're speaking like we made a truce Haven't stolen your woman yet, so show some gratitude I found a real one My life's a wicked view Be thanking me when she's fucking you (hahahahah) (Fuck, fuck, fuck her) When she's fucking you, uhh, ahh She thinks of me when she's fucking you (ahh) I own you bitch and yeah you know it's true She thinks of me Alright, yeah I get it The gun, alright, the gunshots, too far, it's too far Thank you, let's end this song now