Me and my *****, we be off them drugs We match everything, yeah, 'cause we in love I ****ed your *****, huh, 'cause you a scrub And you not gang, you a lame, you a dub I kicked that lil' ***** off the roster, huh-huh, I need a sub They stealin' my swag and they follow, yeah-yeah, these niggas suck On a dark day-ay, I need ya' When we part ways, ayy, I need ya' Ayy, yeah, I need you Like oxygen, without you, baby girl, I can't breathe I been showin' off my pain lately, I tatted up my sleeve, yeah Balenciaga my jeans, yeah Rick Owens still on my tee, yeah SRT, a red key, yeah These niggas ain't ****in' with me These niggas can't **** with me, if they was a baddie With a fatty, give a **** about a bad ***** I'll turn your favorite rapper, yeah, into ashes Watch his body drop through my Balenciaga glasses Don't talk about that ***** no more, if you don't see me with her, she past tense These niggas stopped flexin' on Instagram, where yo' racks went? Where yo' racks go? Oh, you spent it on ho