SILLY ME
Suddenly things don't feel so good on my side y'know?
(Uhh huh- huh, hey David)
These bitches crazy
These bitches crazy (aye)
Listen to that make me crazy
I don't even reach for the shelf
Too many folks that I'm thinking are friends
(Yah, yah) gotta come out to spend till I'm looking for help
Realizing now that I'm crazy or crazier (yah, yah)
Fight through the pain but I did it myself. (myself)
Take it easy, rolling deep, can't make you love me for me
Like I'm singing Adele. (like I'm singing Adele)
Fake friends, things that will never sell. (ok)
Talk to me crazy, I'm just being honest
I'm keeping modest, but I'm looking for monist. (ok)
Switch up on me, we can't put that beside us
Leave Em to me cause all that we promised. (alright, alright, yeah)
Gates open gotta show em the power
The way I'm treated got me tasting it sour. (yeah)
Midnight is coming we dancing for action
The clock ticking so it must be the hour
He getting mad got his head running hot
And he leaking in snot like freon hoe. (freon hoe)
He tried to run but the K5 is sport, (yeah, yeah, aye)
You know that we catching that Nissan hoe
He spreading rumors, not telling the facts, (yah, yah)
And don't worry we know what you be on hoe
This not blue, it's cyon hoe
Now it's all black like GI JOE
Lay 'em in the backseat. Niggas wanna test me
We gone wait around till he stepping out the party. (till he step)
He was busy dancing, getting down, getting naughty. (getting down)
I was at the spot, hearing now he wanna base head. (woah)
Say it only weed, hearing now it's only Molly
Meth head prolly
I was at the onyx tryna get the blood spotty
Got a friend tryna tell me if he wanna see the body
Ok
(Ok-ok lil'bitch.)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Too much mileage on the whip. (the what)
We can't decide it's the (yeah,yeah)
He got the za on his lip. (ok)
Got seven bodies. (got seven bodies)
He leaking blood gotta sip. (shh)
I'm being modest. (i'm being modest lil'bitch)
Swerving and turning in every direction
I can't depend and I'm learning my lesson. (yah, yah)
Leave him to be but I gotta get back. (yah, yah)
Head out to sea cause you know I'm the freshest. (yes)
Wake up at 2 like I'm not really putting in work
But I'm hoping I still see blessings
Too many bitches been doing the same thing. (doing it)
Not tryna work but he still tryna catch it. (still tryna catch it)
Not tryna sleep cause I'm staying ahead I don't want em to catch us
He in the race we gone blow like Kesha. (bop)
Turn into stars then we turn into flexa's
We at the party, we cover the weekend. (we got it)
Oh you still broke, he ignoring the lectures
Show 'em a picture to help'em a vector. (here you go)
She suck my dick, give me brain so hard
I'm leaving her headless. (mwahh)
Then give me the necklace
Before I was nineteen I'm scratching the checklist. (ok)
To many cars in the driveway, (yep)
Too many cars in the house. I was parking a Lexus
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Too much mileage on the whip. (the what)
We can't decide it's the (yeah,yeah)
He got the za on his lip. (ok)
Got seven bodies. (got seven bodies)
He leaking blood gotta sip. (shh)
I'm being modest. (i'm being modest lil'bitch)
These bitches crazy. These bitches crazy
(Uhh huh- huh, hey David)
These bitches crazy
These bitches crazy (aye)
Listen to that make me crazy
I don't even reach for the shelf
Too many folks that I'm thinking are friends
(Yah, yah) gotta come out to spend till I'm looking for help
Realizing now that I'm crazy or crazier (yah, yah)
Fight through the pain but I did it myself. (myself)
Take it easy, rolling deep, can't make you love me for me
Like I'm singing Adele. (like I'm singing Adele)
Fake friends, things that will never sell. (ok)
Talk to me crazy, I'm just being honest
I'm keeping modest, but I'm looking for monist. (ok)
Switch up on me, we can't put that beside us
Leave Em to me cause all that we promised. (alright, alright, yeah)
Gates open gotta show em the power
The way I'm treated got me tasting it sour. (yeah)
Midnight is coming we dancing for action
The clock ticking so it must be the hour
He getting mad got his head running hot
And he leaking in snot like freon hoe. (freon hoe)
He tried to run but the K5 is sport, (yeah, yeah, aye)
You know that we catching that Nissan hoe
He spreading rumors, not telling the facts, (yah, yah)
And don't worry we know what you be on hoe
This not blue, it's cyon hoe
Now it's all black like GI JOE
Lay 'em in the backseat. Niggas wanna test me
We gone wait around till he stepping out the party. (till he step)
He was busy dancing, getting down, getting naughty. (getting down)
I was at the spot, hearing now he wanna base head. (woah)
Say it only weed, hearing now it's only Molly
Meth head prolly
I was at the onyx tryna get the blood spotty
Got a friend tryna tell me if he wanna see the body
Ok
(Ok-ok lil'bitch.)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Too much mileage on the whip. (the what)
We can't decide it's the (yeah,yeah)
He got the za on his lip. (ok)
Got seven bodies. (got seven bodies)
He leaking blood gotta sip. (shh)
I'm being modest. (i'm being modest lil'bitch)
Swerving and turning in every direction
I can't depend and I'm learning my lesson. (yah, yah)
Leave him to be but I gotta get back. (yah, yah)
Head out to sea cause you know I'm the freshest. (yes)
Wake up at 2 like I'm not really putting in work
But I'm hoping I still see blessings
Too many bitches been doing the same thing. (doing it)
Not tryna work but he still tryna catch it. (still tryna catch it)
Not tryna sleep cause I'm staying ahead I don't want em to catch us
He in the race we gone blow like Kesha. (bop)
Turn into stars then we turn into flexa's
We at the party, we cover the weekend. (we got it)
Oh you still broke, he ignoring the lectures
Show 'em a picture to help'em a vector. (here you go)
She suck my dick, give me brain so hard
I'm leaving her headless. (mwahh)
Then give me the necklace
Before I was nineteen I'm scratching the checklist. (ok)
To many cars in the driveway, (yep)
Too many cars in the house. I was parking a Lexus
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Too much mileage on the whip. (the what)
We can't decide it's the (yeah,yeah)
He got the za on his lip. (ok)
Got seven bodies. (got seven bodies)
He leaking blood gotta sip. (shh)
I'm being modest. (i'm being modest lil'bitch)
These bitches crazy. These bitches crazy
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