(Exo)

You tryin' this shit, got me fucked up

Yeah, you somethin' to do, but you ain't the only bitch I can fuck

Thousand-dollar jewels, cubes of ice inside my cup

I wear thousand-dollar shoes, denim jeans, this ain't no tux

I keep that shit on, it's like I never take it off

Ain't spint nothin' in a minute, I hope nobody piss me off

I ain't talkin' 'bout pitbulls when I say I miss my dog

Securus always listenin', so sometimes, you don't wanna call

But I know you wanna talk

When I left the street, my baby couldn't even walk

Now she eatin' on her own, pickin' up her own fork

Should've stayed out the streets, I can't blame this on y'all

Hate bein' in them four walls

Might go crazy in that bitch and get to talkin' to yourself

The white boy look smooth, but I can bet you he on meth

Jackson ain't got no smell, but, yes, it do, you smell death

And this country ho ain't really nothin', she asked me for a Van Clef

This is a Van Cleef

I been gone, don't call me weird when I ask for pictures of your feet

Don't get on my phone actin' shy, want you to nut all on your sheet

I'm still poppin' Percocets, I'm in jail, bitch, I'm geeked

And that **** you fuckin' with broke as hell on the street

This shit sad

Walmart parking lot, I done swapped a couple tags

Now my shit legit and you ridin' in a stolen Jag'

I beat eighty-one charges, ****, I'm tellin' you that always

I ain't comin' back

This shit almost over

My whole jail bid, I ain't been sober

**** say they love me and I don't even know 'em

Thinkin' that this shit ain't on the floor, can't wait to show them

You tryin' this shit, got me fucked up

Yeah, you somethin' to do, but you ain't the only bitch I can fuck

Thousand-dollar jewels, cubes of ice inside my cup

I wear thousand-dollar shoes, denim jeans, this ain't no tux

I keep that shit on, it's like I never take it off

Ain't spint nothin' in a minute, I hope nobody piss me off

I ain't talkin' 'bout pitbulls when I say I miss my dog

Securus always listenin', so sometimes, you don't wanna call (Twin Birds)

But I know you wanna talk

Uh, don't even wanna talk

Wake up, say my prayers, thank God I ain't nan' one of y'all

My Cash App kinda low, she tried to leave, couldn't play it off

I don't ever see y'all in these stores when we be tearin' down the mall

Fifteen hundred on some shoes, you know my shirt, it cost a band

Know I keep it cool, but I can switch it like a fan

My UK bitch in Atlanta, I sent her a PJ back to France

You must think we ain't gon' pop it, boy, you got the gang fucked up

Hope these **** don't try it, keep that glizzy on me tucked

Ain't none of this shit was luck

Shit, I slur every time I talk, it's from that lean that's in my cup

Half a million on a car, park this bitch right in front of the club (Skrrt, Twin Birds)

You tryin' this shit, got me fucked up

Yeah, you somethin' to do, but you ain't the only bitch I can fuck

Thousand-dollar jewels, cubes of ice inside my cup

I wear thousand-dollar shoes, denim jeans, this ain't no tux

I keep that shit on, it's like I never take it off

Ain't spint nothin' in a minute, I hope nobody piss me off

I ain't talkin' 'bout pitbulls when I say I miss my dog

Securus always listenin', so sometimes, you don't wanna call

But I know you wanna talk