Ford OCTOBERSFULLMOON

[Chorus]
All of my pounds, yeah, they green
You shouldn't come by me
I am the kumbayee
Fuckin' around, bitch, this shit ain't complete
Uh, yeah, pulled up and got it, it's solar repeat
Ride 'round in a whip, this shit ain't Ford
I fucked your bitch, she a whore
Had enough of hittin' all of these scores

[Post-Chorus]
You think that fame is good? Well, it's not
Fucked up, fucked up, drivin' to the north
Buyin' up the store, ayy, ayy
I had time to mature, so I went there I got it
Ride 'round in a whip, this shit ain't Ford
I fucked your bitch, she a whore
Had enough of hittin' all of these scores

[Verse 1]
Topping, poppin' it, she back down, she dropping it
Bend ovеr, lil' shawty, let me go slop the shit
Gеt money so much, that's why my pockets big, uh
They blastin' this, bopping this, I hope that you pop a perc
And go off to purgatory, parents were nursin', sorry
I had to grow up on my own, give a fuck 'bout a loan
I learnt about sex when I was 9, childhood wasted, I'm not fine
I coulda played with toys, but I talked GT' 5
But all of them like it now, in a month they will see me drive
When I was 10, I faked depression, right now I need a therapy session
Used to joke about rape, didn't know the pressure
That people have to go through, I was only 7
And my life is fucked, feels like a Glock-7
Aimin' at my head, as I cock 11
Bullets to my brain to forget shit, as I'm contemplating 'bout a next hit
This my next shit, I'm eatin' these rappers for breakfast, uh