Try to write a song, try to write a song, try to write a song, that I think you'd like
She scared, she gon' get a call, she got a dead son
Vampires always scared of me till I became one
Plug take forever, have the same conversation
Shawty pulled up, acting like we conversatin
This Lowki, mama, I'm a sensation
Waiting for the day they say it's all a simulation
Ice up on my neck, I'm probably in your shawty playlist
It's a favorite song, I don't remember when I made it
Told you that I loved you, I was faded
But I know you still aint mean it you say it
I listen to the cure, I listen to the cure
I listen to the cure and then I cry
Had to change the swag, niggas bit it, now it's basic
I be in a trap, building aura, I don't say shit
Hi tech, tell her poor more and take a day trip
G6 hit, look like I need a facelift
She don't like it when I drug talk, go ape shit
Lil Vlad still be in the trap on the day shift
My bitch look like she f*ck with the cure but she like rage shit
They like how I'm rappin' when I'm geeked but they don't say shit
Pockets full of guala, my jeans don't sit where my waist is
Listen to the cure and then I cry
Till I die
DIY