I'm never sober
Fucking that bitch yeah I'm turning her over
And I move like the joker
Stay wit a mask like the end of October
And I'm masked like a soldier
I'm cutting her off yeah she get no closure
Play my cards like it's poker
Wetting my wood yeah I might need a coaster
And I shoot thru the holster
Jacking that beef put your face on a poster
And I walk with a toaster
Can't give my heart so I give her my shoulder
And they both getting colder
When she getting drunk then she getting bolder
Won't settle till older
I hold the paper like I am a folder
I'm grabbing her hands
She claiming she don't dance but I got her to dance
Wait
Damn
Uh
I ain't got no plans
Run that bitch like we run scams
Move the room like we move grams
Love language like I'm from France
Russian roulette I take chance
Wait
You know that I'm litty boy
Scars on my body yeah I ain't no pretty boy
Sit down you a little boy
Ik some hicks but you know I'm a city boy
Shut up you a sissy boy
Walk in the club and it's best to woo with me boy
I ain't walking with pity boy
Beg for forgiveness i know you a pretty boy
Come in to lit
Two gangs two guns were too stupid
We too foolish
Used your bitch now she's useless
I'm too stupid
They hate my guts said I'm too ruthless
Well bitch your stupid
I fucked your bitch n your still clueless
I'm catching a body
Step in the room and I let off a shawty
I'm off the molly
Sippin this water yeah I'm off the Wolly
And Ik you can't stop me
You want the beef come get it I'm cocky
Throw these hands like I'm rocky
I'm breaking her heart yeah right at the party
They calling me mad fly
You know I'm lit walk around wit a black eye
And they call me the bad guy
Taking this bar yeah you know that I'm mad high
I don't care bitch I'm mad fly
She wanna f*ck but I tell her it's past time
No really it's past time
I'm never sober
Fucking that bitch yeah I'm turning her over
And I move like the joker
Stay wit a mask like the end of October
And I'm masked like a soldier
I'm cutting her off yeah she get no closure
Play my cards like it's poker
Wetting my wood yeah I might need a coaster
And I shoot thru the holster
Jacking that beef put your face on a poster
And I walk with a toaster
Can't give my heart so I give her my shoulder
And they both getting colder
When she getting drunk then she getting bolder
Won't settle till older
I hold the paper like I am a folder
You know that I'm litty boy
Scars on my body yeah I ain't no pretty boy
Sit down you a little boy
Ik some hicks but you know I'm a city boy
Shut up you a sissy boy
Walk in the club and it's best to woo with me boy
I ain't walking with pity boy
Beg for forgiveness i know you a pretty boy
