[ Featuring JST4U ]
I can't believe money used to be an issue
I got so much money use it as a tissue
I'm stacking my money shit look like an igloo
And you stay on my mind sometimes I still miss you
And damn it's like nowadays we don't even talk
I miss holding your hand when I walk
And now it's my IG I see you stalk
Went and blamed it on me when you know it's your fault
It's ok cuz my pockets on Disney they Walt And you never cared about me from the start
That's the shit that really tears me apart
I really wish I had the key to your heart
Drive so fast had to put the bitch in park Never come in last like it's Mario Kart
Chillin in class geekin off this cart
Good grades cuz a nigga really smart
Too gassed the bitch hold back
Run that the bitch run back
Get up but get like that
Can't stop me bitch hold back
Hold Back, Hold Back, Hold Back, Hold Back
Damn she really wanna f*ck wimme
Step on, Step on, Step on, Step on, Step on Bitch wanna Step on me
Got a hundred racks inside my truck
Gonna f*ck that Bitch I f*cked it up
Got no problem wit it tell em' wassup
I got problems wit it tell wassup
Beat her gone beat her gone get it
Runner gon runner gon eat it
Tell me you different I need it
Told you I'm different I'll treat it
