Transcrição (en)

Oh Ever since I was a chick and why was this shit? Shawty keep on to come round she wanna get hit She think she don't mean me can I get her by my side? Don't put no post on the watch, she know that I'm Thomas I put my son in some red I pull that gun off the head Pockets on 22-3 I'll break a heart, come on go so Put on a shirt, you put on a blip Feel like a stain, you fairly did it I had to tell her that I was a beat, no I was a shit She singing my songs She wanna die lit Tryna get hit, pass like a bait Your positive beat Pass it to chase