Lyrics

[Hook] You looking at the way I'm getting paper, I know [?] trying to get attention, I know You thinking that don't change it Cause you see how I glow I know (I know) [Verse 1] I said that I was the nigga that finna do shit Turn white boys red [?] You can see em' through the glass, don't need no tint See the [?] on my [?] I ain't leaving no print Cause I was the nigga who was killing that shit You was the bitch that was feeling that dick [?] got brand new with the [?] Put a ring on her finger, she was feeling that shit Now I'm sober, and I'm in the back Playing with these sharp ass [?] the cactus With them lit matches put the light in the air You can hear my voice [?] It's right in your ears Don't lie to the [?], to rely on songs Pick the guy with the palms [Hook] x2