On My Own

Everyday I'm just chillin with your girl we do cocaine She a fan, so I think I'm getting laid I mean she skinny but you know she got that cake Got that cake yeah No need to wait Out of breath, cuz she runnin through my brain Tackstar, Nascar she do the race Straight from heaven where she went and got that face No time to waste I just come and flex Who am I killing next Ain't got no time to stress She like the way I dress Going 200 pull over Ain't gone a day when I'm sober Whippin around in a rover Swear I be lucky like clover 40 go right to his head Playing with me you be dead She went and left me on read Think it's the words that I said Flow is so wavy like water All of these verses I slaughter Bitch I am magic like potter I hope that she knows that I want her I just think I might go psycho Writing her name in my bio They just follow places I go Off the liquor where my ride home They want the smoke so come over and toke I be spinning and winning I grind on my own With these labels and labels keep hitting my phone But that doesn't mean shit when I'm all on my own