[verse: kay jay the quiet kid]
She colombian, she a cokehead
But she ride dick, like a moped
I don't got no feelings, yeah they so dead
People switched up, i had no bread
Now i'm rich as a bitch and they know that
Got a cold heart and a cold head
If you fuck with my shit then you're so dead
Put your name and a date on a toe tag
If she spanish, she ain't average
Tell her "pull up on me, don't you panic"
Hit it one time than i vanish
Disappear on the bitch, like it's magic
Going ghost on a bitch, it's not magic
You a fake, you faker than plastic
21 on a verse, i'm a savage
Need a pretty penny, i ain't average
I ain't fucking with y'all, to be honest
Imma be the best and i promise
Blue rs3, call it sonic
Blowing up on these niggas, atomic
Call her nezuko, she demonic
Move like terminator, i'm bionic
I'm the best like fuck being modest
And my girl is the worst, the hottest
Clinging onto a god, she a goddess
Got a 45. in my pocket
Make you takeoff like a.... (rocket)
Say you better then me, better stop it
I been balling, i'm off of my pivot
Running money up, just to spend it
I'm a loner, i spend it in peace
Uh nobody fucking with me
Uh i used to have friends, now i don't got none
You don't want smoke but the kid wants some
Poison ivy, they ain't fucking with me
I used to have ops, now i don't got none
Used to have guns, bitch i still got guns
Didn't really change on the surface
Still don't fuck with these serpents
Still tryna find my purpose
Looking through the maybach curtains
Ask myself if it's worth it
Then again, i know that it's worth it
New g-wagon, purchase
All black kit, lookin perfect
Put it on sports then i floor it
Pass me the ball, imma score it
Ball till i fall and you know it
Purple rain, imma pour it
Painting a pictures with my words like a poet
Even da vinci couldn't picture this