A Gram!

Fuck shit
Boy set on that fuck shit
Neva been neva
Outta touch w myself
Can always function
Everybody got a hold of something
Ugh fuckit
Gimme dat gimme dat
I need a plaque
I need a rack
You speaking fax
Neen sick
Like Strep Throat
Where the hell all of my friends go?
Nevermind that, I just put on smile
And some clothes 808 when I flex hoe
Everyone says I'm up next tho
Aquaman shit with breast stroke
Lol you ain't impressed
No
Ouch

Riding round w town
W a bag and gram
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea

Riding round w town
W a bag and gram
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea

Riding round w town
W a bag and gram
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea

I ain't supposed to be so vulnerable
Bitch and moan
On every song
Bout what is wrong
And not be strong
I won't be long
My mind it be spinning in panic
About if the songs even knocking
My paranoia been creeping up on me
Determined to knock it my nigga
Ya poppin'
Lil bit
Lil bit
Really don't get it
Really been rappin for scrimmage
Head out the whip
Shit bitch it's windy
Hand on my dick
Cute lips
Wet willy
Fye images
Let's dip
I'm w it
Fully equipped
Im straight
Im chillin
Mind on beyond this shit
Way beyond this shit
Like honestly
Like honestly

Riding round w town
W a bag and gram
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea

Riding round w town
W a bag and gram
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea
Of my feelings
Of my feelings yea