bleach

Yessir, I made it
We just left the apartment in a green Mercedes
Mama, know I'm new to this paper
Whatever to impress you, baby girl, I would pay it

We should shop for the season, baby
Prada coat keep you hot, hot, hot
We should shop for the season, baby
Trick daddy, spend a lot, lot, lot

Put your soul on sale for a prize
I can't unsee it, unsee it
Pouring bleach in both of my eyes, eyes
Still see your face in the dark

Still take your hand when I can
This situation left a mark on my heart
Pick me up when I'm down
This situation left a mark

Patience
Have some patience with me, baby, you know it's my first time
I'm still anti, baby, I just be ready for showtime
I-I live my life on DND, he can't hit my line
I got so much shit to show you

Get your cash, baby, I'll be outside when the sack hit, uh
And that new shit was trash, baby, like how the fuck you jack him?
Think I'm 'bout to bounce back, bitch
I had a dream 'bout an all black whip
TikTok boy, talk shit on an app
We played the same show

Niggas ain't talk 'bout nothing, man, he ain't say shit
I'm looking for bankrolls, I'm a studio girl, uh, late night shift
Yeah, I'm a big girl, so don't worry 'bout me, ho, I made it here
I feel the Benz shake from the dirt upon the road, this could be it

Picking these hoes up same way
Furry boots on, she love my shit, I wanna dress it up my way
Let me take you out that basic shit
We go from the mall to the airplane
We walk into Louis, they not playin'
You can see in my face that I'm not playin'

Put your soul on sale for a prize
I can't unsee it, unsee it
Pouring bleach in both of my eyes, eyes
Still see your face in the dark

Still take your hand when I can
This situation left a mark on my heart
Pick me up when I'm down
This situation left a mark

(I fucking ha-)
(I fucking ha-)



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Writer(s): Mathias Daniel Liyew, Tyler Brooks, Thomas Wesily Lumpkins
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