Yeah, broke boy think i’m dummy
You tag her i bag her like it’s nothing
I really put myself in her tummy
That’s the reason i got munchies
Yeah i can’t really fuck her cuz she’s so musty
I can’t really fuck her she so crusty
Christan bitch said i’m so lucky
Me and myself, i feel like i’m lucki
I am with myself, please don’t rush me
Her ass got bigger, she saw pudgy
I’m tryna blow up, but i got no budget
Fucking on that baddest
Chopped getting nothing
I am talking crazy. it’s feel like it’s nothing
I-i talking brazy cuz i get money
When i do a show, i really feel nothing
When i do your girl i really feel nothing
When i get the money, i really feel nothing
When i buy them clothes
I really feel nothing
Nothing nothing i jus feel nothing
Nothing nothing i jus feel nothing
I only do it, so i could be the cool one
I only do drugs, so i could be the cool one
I’m not a junkie, not really a loser
Them boys, they try to frame me like a loser
Them boys, they try to frame me like a gooner
Them boys they lied
They thought i would choose her
Yeah, fuck it i will never do it that though
I thought you was a real friend
That’s a fact, though
Never had other feelings
I was really locked though
Told you everything
I was really dumb, though
That’s okay, you so late
That’s okay, that’s okay
Webz yeah webz
To real for this world
Yeah webz
To real for this world
Yeah webz
To real for this world
Yeah webz
To real for this world
That’s why i have to make my own world
You can’t come there
Un ha im in charge, you can’t come here
If you got swag, then you can come here
Go fuck with a loser, your bitch, just got there
I don’t want friends. i just want dough
I just want rax, don’t want love
Everything i lost it i make it back for sure
You look so caked up
Turn your makeup down forsure
For sure, webster,webster
That was a freestyle. i don’t give a fuck