wtf type beat. jtfo

its such a pitty running sideways no doubt i been counting all of my days i cant imagine me to lose all my Fridays i guess im chillin by the freezer like its high day. not my way. but im cold like a icepic stuck in the middle like im frost bit, burnt on the pavement. cant stop baby goin in gotta run it up like i own it. yeah fuck that. stay cool count it up by my lonely i dont need a homey less I feel lonely . on the clock like i own that gotta put in work like i know that i need my life back. goin in on the beat gotta cat that if ya wifes looking pretty ima tap that to short baby ima need that back cant stop baby know i gotta own that. spit sick on the beat give em all the flu whole click throw salt baby achu. cant stop run it up like i own that. fuck that baby we dont even want that. see you looking at me looking at you. whole click type shit what you wanna do. going in on the beat gotta own that. fuck this baby ima need my life back. its such a pitty