Like where is ya self esteem
Why would you do that to me
Got my crocs on yeah
Like why would you do that to me
Like why would you do it to me
Like why would you
Yeah
Like why would you do it me
I asked your self esteem
Buss out all the sticks
I might go insane
I might go berserk
She ate my dick desert
That's her favorite thing
She thinks she my main piece
But she my side piece
I just do my hood dance
That's my favorite move
That's how i jigg it out
That's how I get lose
She said she gon' die for me
But I don't wanna believe it
Like what's your self esteem
I know you going thru
I know I'm going thru it
Like you gon' dance with me
But we not gon' dance, baby
Baby, you gon' dance with me
Like what's your self esteem
Like what's your holiday
I need more answers
I need my, yeah
I need more perc's and lean
You not at all I need
I might just drop at 12
Or I might drop right now
Tired all you f*ck niggas
Trying get through to me
I don't want no convos
Unless my money's coming