[Intro]
Collage station doin' cocaine
Bitches think they different but they all the same
No we cannot kick it, I ain't no Bruce Wayne
Play her like a fidget she comin' my way
[Verse]
I don't blame myself, I blame these bitches for my trust issues
Talkin bout yo kisses but I don't miss you
Baby girl stop givin' me that attitude
I would sell my soul just 'cause I'm mad at you
I don't need nothin', yeah, I just need my friends, yeah
I just need myself, when will the pain end?
Turn your flashlights on I'm tryna turn up in this bitch
Poured up wit a 40, shorty, we gon' get too lit
Fuck her 'cause I'm really horny she said damn you is the shit
Yeah, I'ma fuck her good shorty lemme see your clit
Collage station doin' cocaine
Bitches think they different but they all the same
No we cannot kick it, I ain't no Bruce Wayne
Play her like a fidget she comin' my way
And your pockets like a midget like they the short way
Got lean up in the baby bottle
If I shoot the choppa it go straight to throttle
I don't want your bitch 'cause she not a model