IDC
Vvs's on my wrist, you're just a little bitch
20 sum racks on me, 33 on my hip
Like lil boat, we spazzing at the yacht club
It's fucking 7:30, and we at the pub
Vvs's on my wrist, you're just a little bitch
20 sum racks on me, 33 on my hip
Like lil boat, we spazzing at the yacht club
It's fucking 7:30, and we at the pub
I don't want to hear it anymore, G you're just a fucking whore
Get the fuck out of my face, you're just a little disgrace
Get out of my life, maybe I'll just go grab a fucking knife
I don't want to hear it anymore, G you're just a fucking whore
Imma buy my momma a crib before I buy a bitch a purse
No one cares about me, All these bs a lonely curse
(I'm just trying to provide for my future family
You and me I guess we weren't meant to be)
So, you think I care, so, you think I care?
I know you think life is not fair, but you we're the one in the wrong
Go hit that fucking bong because I won't be there anymore
So why the hell crying for?
All this money on me, but I don't really give a damn
Trying to be the best like peanut butter and jam
So, why u trying to get on my bad side?
You just don't like me because I'm fucking killing tides
Imma buy my momma a crib before I buy a bitch a purse
No one cares about me, All these bs a lonely curse
I'm just trying to provide for my future family
Vvs's on my wrist, you're just a little bitch
20 sum racks on me, 33 on my hip
Like lil boat, we spazzing at the yacht club
It's fucking 7:30, and we at the pub
20 sum racks on me, 33 on my hip
Like lil boat, we spazzing at the yacht club
It's fucking 7:30, and we at the pub
Vvs's on my wrist, you're just a little bitch
20 sum racks on me, 33 on my hip
Like lil boat, we spazzing at the yacht club
It's fucking 7:30, and we at the pub
I don't want to hear it anymore, G you're just a fucking whore
Get the fuck out of my face, you're just a little disgrace
Get out of my life, maybe I'll just go grab a fucking knife
I don't want to hear it anymore, G you're just a fucking whore
Imma buy my momma a crib before I buy a bitch a purse
No one cares about me, All these bs a lonely curse
(I'm just trying to provide for my future family
You and me I guess we weren't meant to be)
So, you think I care, so, you think I care?
I know you think life is not fair, but you we're the one in the wrong
Go hit that fucking bong because I won't be there anymore
So why the hell crying for?
All this money on me, but I don't really give a damn
Trying to be the best like peanut butter and jam
So, why u trying to get on my bad side?
You just don't like me because I'm fucking killing tides
Imma buy my momma a crib before I buy a bitch a purse
No one cares about me, All these bs a lonely curse
I'm just trying to provide for my future family
Vvs's on my wrist, you're just a little bitch
20 sum racks on me, 33 on my hip
Like lil boat, we spazzing at the yacht club
It's fucking 7:30, and we at the pub
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Writer(s): Colin Fjelsted
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