Oh yeah yeah aye
I got a couple dollars in my pocket
Tore up spilled the drugs on the carpet
Stop talking before I leave you in the dark bitch
I know you ain't the one
Yeah I know these mother f*ckers in my pocket
I know you ain't the one that could stop shit
Cut it close
These mother f*ckers wanna talk shit
But I know that they running out of options
Hit me when I'm down on my low shit
But when Im up you be talking like we bro shit
You be acting like you fam then you ghosting
Then I see you on the gram f*ckin posting yeah
I got a couple dollars in my pocket
Tore up spilled the drugs on the carpet
Stop talking before I leave you in the dark bitch
I know you ain't the one
I got a couple bandz in my pocket
I know she love the xanz
Yeah she pop it
I can't take the pain that I go throw
I try to tell you I'm done
You always lookin for some
I try to run from the past but there ain't nowhere to run
I put my foot on the gas living my life on the run
Cll of your new shit is trash don't ever tell me I'm done
I am the one