22 Outro

Post way too much
Bitch I don't like that
Your life ain't nothing like mine live so fast I might crash
My boys smoke pounds of the earth while I pop blister packs
You talking like I need help, you must be smoking crack

You makin my day too hard good thing I cant relapse
I take so many fuckin narcs
So high my body just might collapse
I drive so fuckin fast I'm way too tweaked got a lead foot on the gas
Off the meds I cant relax
Yeah set the whip on fire wont stop
200 on the dash
I spent a month of your hard work on fabric and expensive pants
You cant keep up with me
V Lone all on my shirt and on my back
A Bathing Ape what you see, I see TH hang off your ass
Pray to God pray to God I pray to God
My heart don't go flat
Never needed no help from no one made my way got off my ass
My boys keep a stick on them lets show down
You get left in the past
This 223 and 445 spin your head knock off your cap

Post way too much
Bitch I don't like that
Your life ain't nothing like mine live so fast I might crash
My boys smoke pounds of the earth while I pop blister packs
You talking like I need help, you must be smoking crack



Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Olson
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