iMessage

You got lost Took an L on chin Now you all glowed up And you don't need him Know your inbox full Here's my proposition if you tryna upgrade Hit my iMessage Her life, Fluorescent I'm like, More lesson More cake, More stressin She more My Weapon Her life, Fluorescent I'm like, More lesson More cake, More stressin She more My Weapon Sippin and swerving Bet it won't hurt me I'm in my bag and she in her Birkin She get low like a track meet She off the block like a track meet Gotta get it while it's hot This time this shit don't stop Tell me now watch She ain't gone wait for you She ain't really gone play the rules Backin up on a nigga for figures It figures her body kinetic it do not matter that she got a man Because I got them hands And that boy is pathetic I'm saying my nigga Back to biz, Accurate That's that mackin shit Activist For that movement I move shit That down low Get to shit You got lost Took an L on chin Now you all glowed up And you don't need him Know your inbox full Here's my proposition if you tryna upgrade Hit my iMessage Her life, Fluorescent I'm like, More lesson More cake, More stressin She more My Weapon Her life, Fluorescent I'm like, More lesson More cake, More stressin She more My Weapon We up all night all night all night Are you alright alright alright You been all by yourself you need truth in the world Tucked on the side don't you move by the girl She got that juice box But the juice hot When it go down Got it mixed up Like a mistake F*ck her mister Been Lowkey Smoking OG Wit a dime piece In the OC You been through it So this good night Put it on me Kill the pussy after Then it's back to life like Quan Chi Issa zombie