Swervin' in the blacked-out Lexus
Eyes low, I don't think you get the message
She hit my line, but I left it on read, bitch
I don't chase, never did; I get mentioned
Ten bands in my pocket, but these ain't for her
Yeah, I spend it on my opps, make 'em bleed for sure
Took that money down to the pawn shop, cop a Glock
What the fuck you mean, sayin' you the top dog?
Everybody knows that you are just a bitch underneath it all
You need a quick fix like Tylenol
Break glass with my heater, bitch, I'm off the meter
I'm a creeper, but my bitches call me ringleader
You a softy, you need some ecstasy
Cop an X for my ex 'cause she bad for me
She say I'm toxic, I say, “Actually
I'm just cold, heart broke—that's the recipe”
She want Chanel, she want clarity
But I just want peace and a loaded piece
Told her, “Keep the change and the therapy”
I'm married to the bag, you can't change me
Straight to the bag, I don't care about anything
Get the fuck up out my face and get away from me
You a glitch in the game, yeah, you just static
Keep talkin', let this automatic kick back
You a softy, you need some ecstasy
Cop an X for my ex 'cause she bad for me
She say I'm toxic, I say, “Actually
I'm just cold, heart broke—that's the recipe”
Swervin' in the blacked-out Lexus
Eyes low, I don't think you get the message
She hit my line, but I left it on read, bitch
I don't chase, never did, I get mentioned
Swervin' in the blacked-out Lexus
Eyes low, I don't think you get the message
She hit my line, but I left it on read, bitch
I don't chase, never did; I get mentioned
