Hop out the Hellcat, I bring hell back

I treat the way home like a race track

I wanna love you and not feel wack

Everyday's my funeral, I'm in all black

I put that bitch in a video, she wan be an actress

This T-shirt is Emilio but I stained it with ashes

And you ain't pipe that bitch up if you ain't buy her bag and glasses

And you ain't fuck that bitch rough if she ain't turn into an addict

I'm a Sex Pistol, she get sexual, this bitch next level

I'm so high, and I'm anti, can't sit next to you

She throw it back, she going crazy

Don't text her back, I know she hate me

I'm with the gang bitch, we all pariahs

I talk that slang shit, these **** be liars

You know you a lame bitch, you not one of ours

I shift and I lane switch, I feel like The Driver

I get high, I'm the supplier

I'm back on the road, I'm burning the tires

I told my main bitch she fired

You do not love me, me neither

I make a deadgirl inspired

Hop out the Hellcat, I bring hell back

I treat the way home like a race track

I wanna love you and not feel wack

Everyday's my funeral, I'm in all black

I put that bitch in a video, she wan be an actress

This T-shirt is Emilio but I stained it with ashes

And you ain't pipe that bitch up if you ain't buy her bag and glasses

And you ain't fuck that bitch rough if she ain't turn into an addict

I'm a Sex Pistol, she get sexual, this bitch next level

I'm so high, and I'm anti, can't sit next to you

She throw it back, she going crazy

Don't text her back, I know she hate me