jazzcore
Do me lady like oo oo
But don't put me in a bad mood
Got dopamine in a bag cued
Got me stuck like a statue (I'll HIDE)
Shit slap without a snare too (I'll HIDE)
Why can't I give a care too (I'll HIDE)
You drive my crazy, milage (I'll HIDE)
Eyes wide when I'm violent (I'll HIDE)
U hide and hate me online better call suicide hotline
Baby its lost I been the cause
Take it too far you take it to heart
This ain't my fault can't help at all
Why you so charged why suprised
I'm not what you thought fuckas surprised you can't save em all
So its like that imma guess assumptions
Don't be asking nothing whe he count for something
Go on bite back
I can feel you running he a punk for bluffing
How you keep adjusting bitch I like that
Never summon I can't front for nothing
Don't be asking nothing
Bitch I like that
Ride by his side you face fucked talk a lot of pride take it face up
The bitch only bad from the waste up you a waste punk
Get buck for what?
Will I ever see the day to live for once