Bitch, Im off twelve Xans, I cant feel you, no 
Drape on my left, fuck blood, I just want you, babe
Back on that wock, no love, just that bank account
Been rich, fuck cliques, get no handouts
Jet lag so bad, been like a bank account
Oh well, oh fail, fuck love, I die in hell
Bitch so fab, fitted all my bitches well
Look in the bank, got her singing, she not feeling well
Oh, cause shes sweaty and Im dead
So sweaty in my lap, oh, dying from the MAC
Hellboy, hellboy, pull up and they smell boy
MacBook on my arm, I aint got no Dell boy
Your bitch, my bitch
Same shit, fuck shit
Fuck this, life sucks
Wrists slit, suck my dick
Three 6, nice whips
White rice, bitches sniff
Ima throw a shit fit
Pull up and I dip quick
Pull up and she suck my dick
Six hoes on my shit
Im a young white prick
White coke, white dick