#goalspost (feat. Wstdyth)

I can't walk to you Off the pack I float I'm in my castle Lil boy fell right thru my moat You lame as f*ck I know you caption all your posts with quotes It's middle of the summer Don't care bought another coat Bought for of the same number nine tees that's a whole note I'm posted up in the back like a goal post Feel like a gnome I take a cone right to the head I wake up out a dream she's not there in my bed You went to H&M It's undercover on my threads It's two thousand and twenty-two why you still doing money spreads It's rick owens on my arms and on my legs There's scabs all on my body I still got head My noggin It's time to go shopping I gotta change my login You never going up straight down like toboggan I had like one more thing to say but I forgot ittt RIP to the nines They were a vibe, but shit, I just sold them for twice More in the mail, counting my kale, filling my cup up with ice He talking that shit bro its lights out On that skeleton shift I'm a night owl Get DMs from your bitch she like my style And I get high as shit going eiffel And I'm blue, ride the water it's tidal And I'm still getting blues on my iphone And I stick w my dogs like I'm milo You a stick in the mud you not my bro Can't even see the hate got a blindfold I'm that GT like mustang no typo Super bad she look like jhene aiko Superbad I'm just mclovin it I be so hot you might need you a oven mitt I be so high it's like I'm going up with it I'mma just flip it like shit was a omelette And you know I'm running shit like I'm amelie I know you watching me You tryna talk to me I'm boutta fall asleep Keeping my circle petite it's a policy