[Verse 1] Sketch:
Yo I don’t fuck bitches just to fuck bitches
Cuz then trust me man I’d have enough bitches
And what difference is enough difference?
I just want a bitch who sucks dick and does dishes
And I’m-feeling a feeling of parody
Why are these bitches so scared of me?
I’m impaired to be when apparently I’m impaired
Or at least getting impaired with me blow smoke in the air with me
Nah nah nah can’t touch that
Roll another blunt and puff that
They ask where my fucks at
Middle finger in the air like fuck that
Damn, any ex that I’ve had then I hope you know that you dead to me
If it cost you your life I’d a tossed up a dime and I wouldn’t let you give head to me
Y-you the player I’m the referee
You outta here don’t sleep on it you ain’t getting in bed with me
You wanna get high but you ain’t heavenly
You wouldn’t be as high as me if you were on ecstasy
Bitch, I ain’t riding around with you in the car with cops out
Bitch, I ain’t riding around cuz I can’t ride around no cop out
Uh there’s a lot of stuff that I crossed off of that bucket list
But I just can’t keep doing all of it cuz life’s a bitch so fuck a bitch
Here’s a verse one thing that you can’t take from me
From back when I started all of you were hating me
Still haven't given it my all but tuned you to stay with me
Cuz I ain’t trying too hard til’ you start paying me, peace
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