ImALonerDottie,ARebel

Who wants an issue? (Issue)
SESH banging like a pistol (bah, Bah)
Eyes red but my wrist blue (wrist blue)
Sapphire face, red jewels on my bitch too (ahh)

Why would I go Bentley when I can just whip the Bronco?
Bitches cheer for Bones so I'm checking in under John Doe
Ride slow, smoke fast, dirt road, low-class
Flashback, backpack, scrapping for the cash

Put it in my pocket, I got shit I need to cop
Need to get high, all my life, I wanted diamonds on my watch
Just to serve, I call me stir fry, watch me whip it like a pot
Bet I pick up when you stop and make that motherfucker pop

Got a lock on the underground
Without my say, you cannot stick around
I got the lock on the underground
Without my say, you cannot stick around (yeah, yeah)

6:45, it's ten below, I'm at the bus stop
I just wanna go back to sleep
Head on the window, bumping over train-tracks
Bitch, this life ain't shit to me, what?

It ain't no mystery that these bitches come and go
Yeah, I know it
It's a pity to me, these dollars can't come with me
So I blow it

Box of papers, bitch, I want them documents
Hot like pavement in the summer when we poppin' him
Bitch, I drove into the cemetery, double park the Benz
Looking at headstones, feeling like Rich The Kid

Yelling "Patna dem!"
I'm hotter than who say they hot
I'm droppin' more than who say they drop
She topping off everyone in SESH just to tell her friends about it

Who wants an issue? (Issue)
SESH banging like a pistol (bah, Bah)
Eyes red but my wrist blue (wrist blue)
Sapphire face, red jewels on my bitch too (ahh)



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Writer(s): Elmo O Connor, Lyson Lyson
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