My room is where I wanna be

Inside, smokin' on my weed

I hate when you fuckin' speak

Bitch, don't talk to me

Fuckin' hate my life, obviously

Should I kill myself? Probably

Got-got all my money from a robbery

'Cause I know how to rob properly

Got a fucking minute, I'mma [punch you fucking in?]

Fill it up, I got my liquid bitch, I am so fuckin' wicked

In the asylum I'm committed, because I never existed

I admit, I'm a little twisted

It's a gun, see the gun, that's a prop

Take it out with me, yeah I'm sending shots

This Glock make your body fuckin' drop

Just watch what I walk, everybody [back at block?]

Just watch what I walk, everybody [back at block?]

Just watch what I walk, everybody [back at block?]