[Lil Candy Paint] She havin´ deep thought, and I can see it Everything that I say, know I meanâ it
Saidâ "I love you,"â just believe it I hate it whenâ we argue for no reason Pourin´ up that cup, I think I´m drinkin´ I´m pourin´ up for nothin´, think I´m fiendin´ She goin´ off for nothin´, think I´m cheatin´ I can´t blame lil´ baby, I´m a demon
[Lil Candy Paint] We out, I order Sprite and put codeine in it But she don´t like that shit when I be ignorant I´m pourin´ up the pint what you had spent on rent If she don´t like her ass, then we fixin´ it Hop in X6 twin-turbo, big as shit My bitch bad and she boujee and she Snicker thick Nigga tryna pluck twenty-two, we split his wig You could try to try my bitch, but you ain´t gettin´ shit
You niggas desperate for my ho I keep checkin´ on my ho I ain´t never stressin´ on my ho I count these backends with my ho You be actin´ for your ho You´ll get slapped in front of your ho I can´t believe these jokes Nigga dapped me up sayin´ "Bro" Then tried to talk to my ho But we ain´t stressin´ anything It´s still purple everything It´s still purple everything
[Bhad Bhabie] Blowing up his phone, I know I´m trippin´ for no reason He gon´ call it crazy, but I say I call it fiendin´
He don´t want no other ho´s ´cause that lil´ shit too easy Know I talk a lot of shit, but he know I don´t mean it Big bro say I´m trippin´, but I got a hundred reasons One hundred fuckin´ reasons, I´m never ever leavin´ Nope, I ain´t leavin´ Even if we ain´t speakin´ And if we ain´t speakin´, you know Ima be tweakin´ Need a real bitch, I ain´t nothin´ like these groupie ho´s Nothin´ like these bitches sittin´ front row at your fuckin´ shows He need him a real one, somethin´ to make him feel some
I know I ain´t tripping man, about you I might kill some (Huh, yeah) Kill some, fuck it, yeah, drill some Make one call, he still come ´cause I make him feel some Yeah, feel some, feel some This lil´ somethin´ different, swear to God it make him feel numb