running up these chips u looking pissed off i jus hit the bank what imma withdraw sprite w the wock with ur girlfriend n she give top i was down bad they all told my ass 2 get lost rick owens my feet bitch i caught u rocking air max maserati keys hanging out they got some airtags i’m the one u wanna be all u copy n it’s so sad see her in my dreams she keeps telling me to come back life’s short i kno she want drama always blwing up my iphone ativan breathe slow in the beamer seats reclining so i sit low molly in my cup bitch i can’t get enough bitch woke up sick as **** i fell asleep while sipping substance she dont want my love i kno she just wants my prescription told me imma make it said she sees it in a vision i was just a backup u never loved me balling but i’m hurt wipe my tears with all the money sitting in the cold so u kno my nose is runny i b with the gang sc u look funny