going thru some things I'm done chasing these bitches fuck wit me and you gone need some stitches motherfuckers stay talking shit but they hoes let me hit I got the drip and the sauce but I'm trying turn it into some ice for my neck and my wrists I need me a baddie with a phat ass she need to be down wit the gang and she need to be ride or die niggas talking bout Gucci this Gucci that but why I see yo ass in the Walmart clearance aisle last weekend told her bend it over and I put it in her ribs I left then I lit up the blunt wit my niggas last week a junkie ran off on the plug next week they gone be lowering him into the ground bitch stole bout a pound bitches be in my dms talking bout you so fine but then they be like ion want commitment maybe I'm too young for this I'm only 14 and I'm talkin commitment but it be making me mad when I know bitches be wishy-washy I want a down to earth bitch that keep it one hundred wit me all the time when I get big y'all niggas ain't getting a dime I know I got hoes but ion care bout them I want that one girl that I aint got to worry about she get her own she gone be my one and only I want one where I can leave the crib make some cash and aint gotta worry bout her shakin her ass again maybe I'm too young for this mama told me I gotta stop trappun cuz imma fuck up my life no dad the streets raised me I was 7 when I sold my first key and 11 when I emptied my first clip niggas be lying in the track but if I say it then it really happened the gang became my father figure and they helped me make a couple figures I'm only rapping so I can stop trapping but even when I got a couple Milly in my bank I'm still going to be making sure that that weed stank