SOS

You can attempt a suicide, you still can't hang with us She paint her face with all these lies but still can't make it up I move my chains off to the side, they still get tangled up I f*ck her good, she lookin back like boy you dangerous, huh Two cups of good, I'm sippin' drank, I might just flame it up Drive by with the bros, I'm knockin' doors like a Jeep Wrangler Shawty let me tell you somethin', I don't play, I ain't the one You ain't gotta let me f*ck, I ain't finna wait for none Shots fired, make em' duck, hollow tips gon' make em' run Never really gotta say too much, body language say enough I give shawty good dick n she walk like she drunk I get high off drugs, I feel like I'm dumb I ain't had a perc in months, that shit make me slump I'm off Lunazul and this shit got me tipsy Blue crips in my pocket like a Rollin' 60 Make three niggas stomp ya, we gon' put you six feet And I ain't worried bout nobody who keep tryna bother me I feel like i can't een f*ck with shawty, she keep tryna follow me Put blue faces in my pocket, I can't find my heartbeat (I can't find my heartbeat) Don't get mad when a nigga gone, Already told your ass for the listen, you my bitch and the one I want Stop that trippin come be with me, You my bitch and the one I want I'm addicted, bobby whitney, high as hell when the lights turn on Seeing red, I feel like Trippie, I get drunk when I sip patron I might mix it, with some Henny When I'm up, don't say I'm a clone I just hope they ass don't get me, and I'm on the type timin you on I just hope your ass be with it You can attempt a suicide, you still can't hang with us She paint her face with all these lies, but still can't make it up I move my chains off to the side, they still get tangled up I f*ck her good she lookin back, like boy you dangerous, huh Two cups of good, I'm sipping drink, I might just flame it up Drive by with the bros, I'm knocking doors, like a Jeep Wrangler Shawty let me tell you something, I don't play, I ain't the one