Lyrics: Ryan Mounfik
Music: Ryan Mounfik
Yeah
Went to California for a week and flew back
Top calling, pop bottles, we did that
Top models, got dollars, you need that?
You said that, I won't believe in... Us!
Coping with the wok this ain't no liquor in my cup
Ima Capricorn I worked this shit up from the mud
Too much pain and anxiety I think it's a must
I gotta stay high keep the smoke inside of my lungs
This bitch stay on my mind got me coping with all these drugs
Toxic, "I hate you a lot" that type of love
Stop it, you told me you loved me you a dub
Hostage, she done took my heart she on the run
She ripped my heart into pieces like it's a KitKat
2019 looking back like why you did that
2020 went bentayga had to mismatch
Ever since I seen that I learned to flip racks
And I ain't talkin stupid shit ain't talking shipping packs
Was in the lab for hours tryna perfect the craft
They used to laugh, I guess that I got the other half
Now I drop racks at Neiman want all the ****in RAF
Tip toein'
Keep going
I drop racks on you, at Rick Owen's
And she know that
I noticed, that she moody with me as always
I'm blinded walking that hallway
Bumpin into thots I ****ed I'm like oh wait
Pumpin up the gas, I swerve on that E-way
All these bitches bad, don't give 'em no leeway
Life's good okay
Spark another wood, take another to the face
The man knew I was sad, that's when it started to rain
I know my bitch bad, she keep ****ing up my brain
Drunk driving in that foreign, I can't stay inside my lane
Went to California for a week and flew back
Top calling, pop bottles, we did that
Top models, got dollars, you need that
You said that, I won't believe in... Us!
Coping with the wok this ain't no liquor in my cup
Ima Capricorn I worked this shit up from the mud
Too much pain and anxiety I think it's a must
I gotta stay high keep the smoke inside of my lungs
This bitch stay on my mind got me coping with all these drugs
Toxic, "I hate you a lot" that type of love
Stop it, you told me you love me you a dub
Hostage, she done took my heart she on the run
She ripped my heart into pieces like it's a KitKat
2019 looking back like why you did that
2020 went bentayga had to mismatch
Ever since I seen that I learned to flip racks
And I ain't talking stupid shit ain't talking shipping packs
Was in the lab for hours tryna perfect the craft
They used to laugh, I guess that I got the other half
Now I drop racks at Neiman want all the ****ing RAF
Tip toein'
Keep goin'
I drop racks on you, at Rick Owen's
And she know that
I noticed, that she moody with me as always