[Verse]
Wake up, light that blunt I put out before I fell asleep
My crib look like I'm selling keys, my bitch look like she Cherokee
That dick feel like some therapy, I'm bout that life, I guarantee
You living life vicariously, this life gon' be the death of me
Hoes do not care where I skeet, I hit that hoe from head to feet
She walk out here, she wearing me, talk my shit, she smelling me
All these niggas jellybeans, call that shit that jealousy
Love that trigger finger so much, I bought it a wedding ring
Wake up, light that blunt I put out before I fell asleep
My crib look like I'm selling keys, my bitch look like she Cherokee
That dick feel like some therapy, I'm bout that life, I guarantee
You living life vicariously, this life gon' be the death of me
Hoes do not care where I skeet, I hit that hoe from head to feet
She walk out here, she wearing me, talk my shit, she smelling me
All these niggas jellybeans, call that shit that jealousy
Love that trigger finger so much, I bought it a wedding ring
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