[Verse 1: Wavy Jone$]
I'm feeling good, bitch I'm feelin' great
I smoke a blunt and try to get away
I finna fuck, she finna date
She always in my fuckin' face
I'm sick of all the chicken talkin'
These bitches stalkin'
I'll put that pussy in a coffin
That ass get lost in
She hit me up too very often
I guess I'm saucin'
I fuck you every other weekend
What else you want bitch?
[Verse 2: Ghostemane]
I been postin up and thinkin' bout my ways
Hatin' everything I'm drinkin', smokin' in a haze
But then I scope a bitch eyein' me across the way
A devil lovin' chica with some tats up on her legs
She started kreeping with me sittin' low up in the key
Sippin' Hennessy and brass monkey black streets
Not a thang on our brain, but what's next we gon' eat
I showed her to the bottom of the dungeon and she don't wanna leave
I'm feeling good, bitch I'm feelin' great
I smoke a blunt and try to get away
I finna fuck, she finna date
She always in my fuckin' face
I'm sick of all the chicken talkin'
These bitches stalkin'
I'll put that pussy in a coffin
That ass get lost in
She hit me up too very often
I guess I'm saucin'
I fuck you every other weekend
What else you want bitch?
[Verse 2: Ghostemane]
I been postin up and thinkin' bout my ways
Hatin' everything I'm drinkin', smokin' in a haze
But then I scope a bitch eyein' me across the way
A devil lovin' chica with some tats up on her legs
She started kreeping with me sittin' low up in the key
Sippin' Hennessy and brass monkey black streets
Not a thang on our brain, but what's next we gon' eat
I showed her to the bottom of the dungeon and she don't wanna leave
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