Daddy's Money

You been runnin' round now
But you didn't I was watchin'
Seen you taking lines down
You were blowing thick clouds
Tried smoking me out I gotcha
Oh I should've known
That you were fake
That's daddy's money that you throwin
Talking bout how big you rollin

You ain't shuttin' shit down
You just talking real loud
Put that money where your mouth is girl
I could hit on rug
Move it up on to the couch
We could turn the lights down
Real low
Ooh I shoulda known
That you was just the same as all these other hoes
And I guess I'm to blame

Now hold up hold up
While I roll up roll up
I'm tryna pretend
That I don't give a fuck
But I fill up my cup Jack and soda
Looking for something but I don't know what
That's real
I been in my feels right now
I been popping pills right now
I don't even know if I can tell what's fucking real right now
I should jerk wheel right now
Fuck it

You been runnin' round now
But you didn't I was watchin'
Seen you taking lines down
You were blowing thick clouds
Tried smoking me out I gotcha
Oh I should've known
That you were fake
That's daddy's money that you throwin'
Talking bout how big you rollin'

I done switched up now I fuck with bad bitches
Erasing all the shitty memories I had with ya
Love letters you wrote me are Tossed in the trash
Next bottles and cigarettes covered in ash

God damn I been on the roofs chasin' sunsets!
Tried to tell myself that we ain't done yet
You been on the tables in the clubs with your girls
Taking shots on your snaps of your straw while you stir it

Shit, girl you got ya heels hands
Bruised knees, so I know you got a man
Screaming I'm ya theme song hoe I understand
But I seen you in apartments gettin' paid for by your fam
Fake flexin' In the mountains
Buyin' Reggie by the gram Tryna front like you been rollin'
But keep you on poppin' xans
Waiting for the bass drop
But you givin' head
To a random in a stall
Hiding hickies on ya neck
Shit

You been running round now
But you didn't I was watching
Seen you taking lines down
You were blowing thick clouds
Tried smoking me out I gotcha
Oh I should've known
That you were fake
That's daddy's money that you throwin
Talking bout how big you rollin

I should've known to never trust a word you say
I'm learning that now
I should've known too never let you have your way
I'm shutting it down