Cry For Help (feat. TrenchBaby Eddie & Big Nerph)

I did not mean to wake you up, but I just wanted to say that I love you, Tyrel
How the fuck i love a bitch and i don't even love myself
My bitch cry everyday she can't even save herself
I'm so toxic i don't care
I'm the trophy on the shelf
All these niggas on my dick they ride my wave like Michael Phelps
I took a perc the other day and i start feeling like myself
My bitch loyal but i cheat i need some mother fucking help
On my mama imma demon me and god tight as hell
Swear i'm loyal to these streets I heat them shells like Taco Bell
I treat my girl like she trash, I treat my side like a queen
I need perkies, I need lean. I can't even feel my spleen
The whole six on my team, we be snappin' like a streak

Gave lil' baby dope a dick, now she crazy like a fiend
Baby girl call me pretty boy. I took his bitch, now he mad
I'm like, really, boy? I rock T.A.P., bitch, you a dicky boy
My bitch ass so fat, that shit ridicule

I'm just tryna get a bag, really stamp my mark
It's a royal flush, dumb bitch, you can't pull my card
Yeah, uh, I'm finna raise hell
Yeah, you fine as fuck, but you broke, baby, farewell

How the fuck I love a bitch, and I don't even love myself
My bitch cry every day, she can't even save herself
I'm so toxic, I don't care. I'm the trophy on the shelf
All these niggas on my dick, they ride my wave like Michael Phelps

I took a perk the other day, and I start feelin' like myself
My bitch loyal, but I cheat, I need some motherfuckin' help
On my mama, I'm a demon, me and God tight as hell
Swear I'm loyal to these streets, I heat them shells like Taco Bell

It's Nerph, nigga
How the fuck I workin' on the 5, and I'm clockin' hands
Rhyme, rhyme with some testers, tryna catch a head
How the fuck a nigga's broke, man, get some bread

I don't wanna kick it with no bitches, I just want some bread
If I catch a opp slippin' off with his head
Hit the world real quick, this AD or G
Think about my life, I don't know in this bitch

All I know is get pearls, dump a few grits
All I know is get the pack, make it do a flip
When it's time to hit that road, shit, I'm tryna take that
When it's time to hit that road, shit, I'm down to take that wrist

Nigga, that bitch, I don't wanna cuff
I wanna fuck
I've been out here takin' chances, tryna run it up
Niggas actin' like hoes, man, all they do is fuss

I be in my own lawn, nigga, tryna run it up
Like Giannis, hell yeah, nigga, tryna get a buck
If a nigga try me, shit, he gon' die, I don't give a fuck
I done sold dope out my granny crib, that ain't cool

I done sold dope out my granny crib, that ain't cool
Most niggas might not feel me, but comprehend it
I been in the kitchen, nigga, like a chef or a chemist, nigga
You feel me

I been in the kitchen like a chef, nigga, or a chemist
She just wanna fuck Sion Rich and I got them bands
I slide down to Austin town, probably pop yo' mans
7-6-2 in my hand, I'm tryna split his wig

All my opps like to catch bullets like Stefan Diggs
Feelin' like Braun, I drop six in my double cup
She don't my bitch, I hit her friend with the double butt
Every bitch I like is a runner, I love fuckin' sluts

Scared my wifey yesterday, he like, what the fuck
I keep playin' doctor with yo' bitch, I wanna see the neck
Dream one green, I see her off and he gon' see the take
Crocodile skin on my belt, this bitch cost a band

He hit that back door, now he cryin' cause he lost his man
Last night I beat my bitch ass, she was cheatin' on me
Hittin' from the back, she like, nigga, is you peein' on me
Got my leg up in sports mode, this a track car

Hit the button, then I step back, I hit a blast off
I just felt like you needed to know that
I've literally been up all night because I've been thinking about you