Breannan

I party, hit cocaine, sip drank and smoke weed

But at night, in my bed, it's so lonely

God couldn't even make the perfect woman for me

Until somebody hold me down I'm out here running these streets

Oh Breannan, little bitch, you know I can't stand it when you

Play the mind games, why babe? You can hit the highway

I'll have you die on Friday and I'ma be in hell with you

Well, I just find out my girl's been fucking an old partner lately

Contemplating on why they hate me, act shady and try to play me

She did this but still tell me, "Ooh Virgil, I want your babies"

Like, stupid bitch, is you crazy? I wouldn't get you pregnant if you paid me

And my other partner just dry ass lying, I know he a capper

He made me wanna sharpen the toothbrush, stick the blade through his Adam's apple

I'm not innocent, I dibble and dabble, but Eve told Adam eat the apple

My only self defense mechanism is lay they face inside the gravel

I had to leave 'cause she was too much to handle

Running from love, got no stamina

Was talking 'bout changing Pampers

Now it's just me overloading clothes in the hamper

That house a mess, a disaster

I'm eating shrooms trying to manage

I party, hit cocaine, sip drank and smoke weed

But at night, in my bed, it's so lonely

God couldn't even make the perfect woman for me

Until somebody hold me down I'm out here running these streets

Oh Breannan, little bitch, you know I can't stand it when you

Play the mind games, why babe? You can hit the highway

I'll have you die on Friday and I'ma be in hell with you

With you, with you, with you

I party, hit cocaine, sip drank and smoke weed

But at night, in my bed, it's so lonely

God couldn't even make the perfect woman for me

Until somebody hold me down I'm out here running these streets

Oh Breannan, little bitch, you know I can't stand it when you

Play the mind games, why babe? You can hit the highway

I'll have you die on Friday and I'ma be in hell with you

With you, with you, with you