Fuck 4KDrowsy
(Fihdelah)
Fuck you and your birthday Drowsy
I hope you have a terrible ass birthday
Cheated death like seven times
And I know he's finna come get me tonight
And I know you said you wanna make things right
And I don't want you to yeah waste my time
Get ready for lift off choppa' really send em to the moon
B-B-Bitch I'm pissed off
Ion' even know what what what to do
Get you ticked off, yeah all my hunnids' really blue
Spent 40 on a coupe
Stay wit' all my troops
B-B-B-B-B-Bitch I pour the four up in my deuce
T-T-T-T-T-Talking on the gang not good for you
That lil' bitch she broke I can't be you
B-B-B-B-Bitch I keep that cannon fuck a tool
I was missing you last night
And yeah this xd really knock him out goodnight
And I don't wanna' speak to you so yeah goodbye
Yeah if I do all you're gonna do is fight
Bitch I keep that Smith and it never leave my side
Bitch I slit my wrist and yeah Ima' do it till I die
Bitch I feel like slim I step on ten you step on five
Bitch I just turned 17 yeah bitch I'm not alright
Get ready for lift off choppa' really send em to the moon
B-B-Bitch I'm pissed off
Ion' even know what what what to do
Get you ticked off, yeah all my hunnids' really blue
Spent 40 on a coupe
Stay wit' all my troops
B-B-B-B-B-Bitch I pour the four up in my deuce
T-T-T-T-T-Talking on the gang not good for you
That lil' bitch she broke I can't be you
B-B-B-B-Bitch I keep that cannon fuck a tool
Fuck you and your birthday Drowsy
I hope you have a terrible ass birthday
Cheated death like seven times
And I know he's finna come get me tonight
And I know you said you wanna make things right
And I don't want you to yeah waste my time
Get ready for lift off choppa' really send em to the moon
B-B-Bitch I'm pissed off
Ion' even know what what what to do
Get you ticked off, yeah all my hunnids' really blue
Spent 40 on a coupe
Stay wit' all my troops
B-B-B-B-B-Bitch I pour the four up in my deuce
T-T-T-T-T-Talking on the gang not good for you
That lil' bitch she broke I can't be you
B-B-B-B-Bitch I keep that cannon fuck a tool
I was missing you last night
And yeah this xd really knock him out goodnight
And I don't wanna' speak to you so yeah goodbye
Yeah if I do all you're gonna do is fight
Bitch I keep that Smith and it never leave my side
Bitch I slit my wrist and yeah Ima' do it till I die
Bitch I feel like slim I step on ten you step on five
Bitch I just turned 17 yeah bitch I'm not alright
Get ready for lift off choppa' really send em to the moon
B-B-Bitch I'm pissed off
Ion' even know what what what to do
Get you ticked off, yeah all my hunnids' really blue
Spent 40 on a coupe
Stay wit' all my troops
B-B-B-B-B-Bitch I pour the four up in my deuce
T-T-T-T-T-Talking on the gang not good for you
That lil' bitch she broke I can't be you
B-B-B-B-Bitch I keep that cannon fuck a tool
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Writer(s): Fihdelah Romina
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