I cross all my ex's
And I cut all my ties
You don't gotta be here
You can go and die
Everyday I'm fighting for another life
And she say that she love me
But I know she lie
Always tryna hurt me
Til I make her cry
Drop xanax in my tea
Now my vision blind
I'm stuck in the passenger
Let my demons drive
All black impala
Make these bitches holla
I got gucci on my collar
And she still can't get a dolla
I get bread like it's no problem
But yeah I got one
In the club witcha shordy
Let this perc destroy me
Cuz my life is getting boring
SPINNIN a bin
I was laid back in the back with my friends
I was laid back in the back of the xans
Iont need shit but 2 white twins
Iont need shit but 2 chopsticks