Anxiety

I, almost feel like everybody want anxiety
Just to get attention from these bitches, cause they eyeing me
I'm harder than everyone without it, that's the irony
Christmas lights up on the blick, it bloody up yo' white t
I got anxiety, anxiety
Left hand on my hip next to my blick, you best stop trying me
I got anxiety, anxiety
Nah, stupid ass lil' dude, best stop trying me, trying me

Me
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Its all about me, shit get hot when I hop on the scene
Bitches be fake they just ain't what they seem
I got a mop and its ready to clean
Hoe I be high as fuck, what do you mean
I put that bitch in a can
Burning the beat, bitch I give it a tan
I cant let no one step on me, I swear if I did id be tripping, I know id be damned
Bad bitch all on me, had to pull up on her mans with the armory
Got a hollow-tip, bloody up yo' fit, and if it ain't enough then we ah' load another clip
Uh, she be telling me to give her a reason
Tell her that they fake and they be committing treason
I ah' put my dick up in her, I ah' leave her screaming
Heart so cold that this shit change seasons
Shorty saw me, then the hoe got cheesing
Flowing on the beat like its water, I feel like Jesus
Steady always calling me, why she always be fiending
You cant have my picture lil' baby, gotta' delete it
Sipping on the wok I swear to god that I be leaning
Tripping so hard I don't even know the meaning
Nah, she wont go back
She don't want to go back
Nah, from the front and back
Hit it from the front and back, yeah
Me
Me
Me
Me
Ay

I, almost feel like everybody want anxiety
Just to get attention from these bitches, cause they eyeing me
I'm harder than everyone without it, that's the irony
Christmas lights up on the blick, it bloody up yo' white t
I got anxiety, anxiety
Left hand on my hip next to my blick, you best stop trying me
I got anxiety, anxiety
Nah, stupid ass lil' dude, best stop trying me, trying me



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Writer(s): Jase Bills
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