(C Blizzy, fuck these niggas up)
Yeah, Fatt (four3va)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh, bumped into my model bitch up in a party in Calabasas
Uh, she ate up my dick up in a party in Calabasas
Uh, you know I brought my stick up in a party in Calabasas
You can't come in here recordin', they takin' phones soon as you enter
Baby, you and I, let's talk 'bout our problems over dinner, yeah
Suicide, when I went to LA I met the devil
Gettin' lost in your eyes, two reasons why I don't see no one else
When it's do or die, either gon' bump your guns or you gon' step up, pussy nigga

Text you good at night, even though my life a mess
Glocks with dicks, extra filled up clips even though we ride with sticks
Who the fuck is this keep blowin' up my phone, must be one of these lil bitches
I'm not interested, I can't go, I'm ridin' 'round with a switch
High off ecstasy, make sure I'm on point, I won't miss shit, yeah
I just spent your rent, I just bought one more pair of kicks, yeah
Grabbed an eight of Tris, nigga, I just spent your rent again
Pull up Balenciaga boots, I used to wear my brother Timbs

Uh, bumped into my model bitch up in a party in Calabasas
Uh, she ate up my dick up in a party in Calabasas
Uh, you know I brought my stick up in a party in Calabasas
You can't come in here recordin', they takin' phones soon as you enter
Baby, you and I, let's talk 'bout our problems over dinner, yeah
Suicide, when I went to LA I met the devil
Gettin' lost in your eyes, two reasons why I don't see no one else
When it's do or die, either gon' bump your guns or you gon' step up, pussy nigga

Yeah, suicide, she tryna do drugs and OD up in this bitch
Yeah, I get high, I'll die if I [?] up in this bitch
Yeah, still feel our connection when we on bad terms and we had to reach
Hope you ain't fakin' how you feel, take off that mask 'cause this ain't trick-or-treat
I was in New York, couldn't shoot my video, I was off Xannies, uh
You fuck me till I'm lazy, go through my phone and spank me out my sleep
Mama knew I was fried, every time I threw back I'm slurrin' at my speech
Yeah, I seem to regret the time past, tried to wash my eyes with bleach
You know I might get mad and call you a thot, but I know you not for the streets
I don't really regret a lot of the things I did 'cause that's what made me me
They say love cost 'cause I still have a hard time make this free
Twin been sippin' on lean but got drug tested, hope it's not codeine in his pee

Uh, bumped into my model bitch up in a party in Calabasas
Uh, she ate up my dick up in a party in Calabasas
Uh, you know I brought my stick up in a party in Calabasas
You can't come in here recordin', they takin' phones soon as you enter
Baby, you and I, let's talk 'bout our problems over dinner, yeah
Suicide, when I went to LA I met the devil
Gettin' lost in your eyes, two reasons why I don't see no one else
When it's do or die, either gon' bump your guns or you gon' step up, pussy nigga