GHOURLE

Yeah, I'm doing what the f*ck I want I say how the f*ck I feel I'm drunk as shit on a pill Your life fake, mine real Bob Barker, let's make a deal I get paid, speak how I feel I wake up, murder, death, kill Stop me by the ATM I'm about to withdraw five thousand Little nigga never seen five thousand I get you shot bout five thousand Last month could've bought five houses Opp died and high-fived about it Nigga broke ain't did shit about it Tell you what, that ain't my problem Bitch, hell nah, I ain't got CashApp I block a bitch on CashApp Bitch, requesting money through the CashApp Her booty flat and her head whack Don't bring it up, girl, dead that Girl, I forgot I said that Girl, try to see where your head at She get better head than auntie She eat dick like her life depend on it I hustle like my life depend on it Pocket look like I got tax money Bank look like I'm doing wire fraud Take it out the closet and put it on I got shorts at my short bitch house Timbs at my New York bitch house I got steak at my Texas bitch house Bitch got three titties from Ohio We in Cincinnati, then we in Cleveland White bitch love meth, said she need it Get that ketamine out my freezer I let her ball out at Walmart I let her ball out forever 21 Bitch talking bout she 37 I used to chop at Forever 21 Been 20 years since she was 21 Bitch, I been a savage before 21 I was locked up and turned 21 I was 21 with a 31 I'm going out like Future in my 30 Bitch, like, nephew, you doing me dirty You called 10 times, girl, I ain't heard it I ignore your ass on purpose Ain't no more gas money for you, girl Guess what? Stop asking me, girl Bitch got pregnant, call Maury Call Jerry Springer Bitch better call Steve Wilkos Bitch better talk to Dr. Phil Bitch better go on the Oprah show This is not no Lifetime movie Bitch, this a El Chapo movie Guess what? I'm drinking till I'm dead Liquor store open, I'm back again Back to back to back to back again Liquor store like, God damn Unc gonna meet me at the liquor store If it ain't liquor, it's the ABC store I get drunk, can't say ABC no more I get drunk, so I'm laying on the floor Bitch, like, nephew, you gotta chill out I run out this bitch like, get out I walk out your life with Dior Throw it in the trash, bought three more Who said money don't grow on trees These blue faces, these ain't leaves You throwing me off, you starting to lose me I'm drunk and you getting confusing Where the car keys, Neph, where you going? I'm going to the liquor store Before I'm done, I'm back at the liquor store Mental GPS on the liquor store Yeah, just trying to drink my problems away Bitch, we can die or any day Girl, I'm drinking till the last day Bring Hen dog to my deathbed Girl, it ain't no door dash Girl, ain't sending no more cash Girl, I ain't even got Apple Pay Don't buy me nothing, what you trying to do Them shit's cheap and so is you I slap a nigga in some Gucci shoes Step on the work with some Dior shoes I was so broke, ain't know what to do I'll rob you, you, you, and you I'll rob him, her, and him over there Bitch, I'll rob the neighbors next door I'll climb in your window like Ezel If she don't do it, then she will Bitch, bring me a water and some E-pills I'll call my dog to get some E-pills On my phone, check my flight miles Bought five TVs, ain't think about it I'm still balling when I think about it I just woke up, another deposit Now I'm thinking about buying houses Bitch, you better find another baby daddy Girl, I'm not your baby daddy Girl, better call your baby daddy Girl, that baby, I'm not the daddy Girl, I'll have a hunnid babies Girl, Billie Jean, I'm not the father Girl, you a be a single mother Girl, what the hell your ass thought Look to the left, that's some shit I bought You don't bring revenue, f*ck you thought I need 2,500 just to talk Tote more iron than Tony Stark Hole in my brain, hole in my heart Dick in her mouth, she can't even talk I'll give you a hundred dollars to get off It took 30 minutes to bust a nut I'm thinking about trapping and running it up Pussy whack, I don't wanna f*ck I'd rather buy a brand new gun She wanna buy a brand new butt Leave it right there, bitch, don't touch it Flat booty, bitch, wanna get married That pussy deeper than Bermuda