QUESTION EVERYTHING

I'm gon ride through city
Getting high making switches
Hit my dial get yo fixing
Oh my god stop the bitching
You ain't fire you aint wit it
Fuck yo style and opinion
Feeling vile never fit in
Never smile ain't no grinning

Feeling gon stop
Mental so locked
I ain't really seen myself in awhile
Smoking that crop
Rolling non stop
Been in my head I ain't never coming out
Whatchu know bout the white boy coming out the south?
I been coming up 30k in my account
Do my own thang I ain't worried bout the crowd
Only fuck with the gang you ain't finna come around hoe

She don't fuck wit the boy
But she fuck wit the hoes
Had to post on the story
Had to sneak on the low
Had to cheat in my home
Had no reason to go
But a motherfucker really wanna see her blood flow
She a freak but she won't
Fuck wit me cause I'm on
My own role my provide that dough
Consult she won't gon hide that phone
But a motherfucker know what you been doing
I been chewing on my tongue
Cause I ain't really wanna talk about you
I ain't give no fuck about you
Til I found out you ain't give no fuck about me
Never wanna be around me
Never wanna be around me
Bout to dump her in the creek
Never make it not without me
Ain't gon make it not without me
Bitch you had it fucking free
All from the Grey on the beat
All from the Grey got the green

That feeling won't stop
Mental so locked
I ain't really seen myself in awhile
Smoking that crop
Rolling non stop
Been in my head I ain't never coming out
Whatchu know bout this white boy coming out the south
I been coming up 30k in my account
Do my own thang I ain't worried bout the crowd
Only fuck with the gang you ain't finna come around hoe



Credits
Writer(s): Theo Van Autreeve, Andrew Moran
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