intro sitting at the window eating chips keep it on a down low yeah for real now i see a widow it looks real life now feels slow & I'm so low but 1st verse i got that ice on my wrist ayy watch me pull up in the brig ayy SHE wasn't so drip tho but she got me on my tip toe caught her left so i B lined right crying all day, she still says shes fine she sees my drip, wanna make things right sorry baby girl, that is not my life chorus i know im cold i roll like a Rolls-Royce I'm still looking at the God-damn window still looking at the God-damn window still looking at the God-damn window I'm lost so come find me (repeat)