Sinema

I'm so fried, like I came off the stove It's alright, this shit feel just like home Bitch you lied, but be cryin on the phone It's alright, I'm really better off alone Touch the sky, 2 blunts to the dome In the night, I feel like I'm on a throne Yeah I tried, to get the f*ck outta my dome But I can't hide, shit really just a loan Why you treat me like a lame girl Imma leave you in the rain You know I really ain't the same girl They little dogs imma Dane I ain't the type to spit game girl But I'm fuckin with your frame I know we ain't from the same world I be thriving in the pain Pussy nigga tryna roast Me and him not close Nigga got a brown nose I be shittin on you bro Makin bread spittin flame Yeah I gotta make a toast You know I gotta do the most But not with some hoe PMW, that's all I need PMW, pussy money weed Right in front of you, is all you dream Right in front of you, I turn into a fiend Nigga get, outta my business I don't need, no fuckin witness Can't keep up, yeah you got no fitness Bad bitch yeah she postin all her fitness Got me thinkin can you fit this Girl you know you can hit this Jealous bitches all up in her mentions But I know she don't even listen She said boy you nuts I'm allergic Girl come suck my nuts you do it perfect ya I really think drugs be workin I really think drugs be worth it ya I don't really care it's not urgent 2 tats on my collar they be serpents ya She's so fuckin wet that I be surfin I get her in the mood she be slurpin ya PMW, that's all I need PMW, Pussy money weed Right in front of you, is all u dream Right in front of you, I turn into a fiend I'm so fried, like I came off the stove It's alright, this shit feel just like home Bitch you lied, but be cryin on the phone It's alright, I'm really better off alone Touch the sky, 2 blunts to the dome In the night, I feel like I'm on a throne Yeah I tried, to get the f*ck outta my dome But I can't hide, shit really just a loan