Lyrics: okaymar
Music: okaymar
(Boy)
Bitch, I'm wit' Lil Perc
Think you hot, boy, I'll bring you down to Earth
Countin' all these fvckin' bands, my hands hurt (Bit')
Off the pill, was it worth? (Wasn't worth)
I done fvcked that lil' bitch first (Skraah)
If I come through slidin', you gon' need a hearse
Want to work? I'm gon' tax you for that verse
I got Glocks that I put up in her purse
You wanna fvck? Yeah, I'm gon' go berserk
'Nother day, 'nother yerc ('Nother yerc)
Actin' funny, you get burnt (Let's go)
They said, "Mar, you so turnt, how I get like you?"
I don't fvckin' know, I don't have a clue (I donβt know)
Rick Owen jeans with some fvckin' 3s, ooh (Let's go)
And I'm so stuck like a tattoo
Blick on me, yeah, turn 'em to a statue
I walk up in the mall, I get this and that too
This bitch gon' blow me like a flute
I'm off these pills, bitch, I might puke
I pull up scorin' like I play for Duke
Say you gettin' money, that shit is a fluke (That shit was a phase)
I'm in here with 30, prod, this shit is new
She said to pop these tabs, boy, I'm spooked
Think you goin' hard? That shit was some poop
That shit ****in' sucks
Yeah, that shit ****in' sucks
Go ahead, I told 'em ()
I don't give a fvck, I might go to Hell, yeah
Talkin' like Adele
I'm so hot, I'm so shelled
I'll fvck your bitch, she gon' yell, bitch