Hey, glumboy
Hadif, you killed that mothafucka, man
Hi, spill

[Chorus]
Why she tweaky-geeky-freaky, I'm not really with all that
Put me in the back, let me slip back to the cracks (Yeah)
I know I've been bad
Oh I know
Oh I know (Yeah)
'Cause Ion know how to act
I'm surprised I'm still intact (Yeah)
Yeah, I get the bag, I ain't tripping, 'bout to po' up
Talking about a shut up
I'm rude, so shut the fuck up

[Verse]
I'm rude, oh I know (Oh yeah)
Not on purpose, I'm not purposeless
I feel distance, I feel distant from you (From you)
Newspaper, read me like a book
Build me up again, I come crashing down again
Ion wanna be your friend
I be fucking up again
I be with the drugs again
I be with my friends again
If you can rеad me like a book, should probably turn the pagе again
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