I get so lonely now but I'm counting all of my blessings now
I ain't gon' sit around without acting like I'm not stressing out
You see these percoctets in my bag you think they for fashion now
I'll cop them thirty pointers then leave the store in my dressing gown
Don't act so fussed about when you tell me all of these lies now
I ain't gon' sit around when there's money calling my line up
Don't need no main bitch I barely trust my side now
Every time they hit me up I think all I know is decline now
They don't love me
They don't love me
They don't trust me
Bitch just plug me
If you want me
Come and get me
In the store dropping bags on some Fendi
I ain't ever go told you that I just wanted to love you
I'm glad that money talks coz it told me that you was untrue
Now I got hella bitches
That bitch broke she selling pictures
I know this shit is my life, and now I'm on top
I only want seven figures
I never needed that bitch I'm conceited
She say why you talk about me a lot I'm just dreaming
Girl I don't need it I just wanna jeet it
I fell outta love and my cash is to the ceiling
I get so lonely now but I'm counting all of my blessings now
I ain't gon' sit around without acting like I'm not stressing out
You see these percoctets in my bag you think they for fashion now
I'll cop them thirty pointers then leave the store in my dressing gown
Don't act so fussed about when you tell me all of these lies now
I ain't gon' sit around when there's money calling my line up
Don't need no main bitch I barely trust my side now
Every time they hit me up I think all I know is decline now
Every time they hit me up I just tell a bitch to go home
I just tell a bitch to go home
I just tell a bitch to go home
Bitch I don't wanna grow old
I just wanna make all this dough
Make her pussy wet in the rolls
Then I'm skrrting off in my zone
(Woah)
Is it all about drugs now
I don't really give a fuck
I'm just pouring up my cup
I'm out of luck
Ah
Yeah
This a one take song
I don't really give a fuck bitch
Give a fuck I'm gone
I never needed that bitch I'm conceited
She say why you talk about me a lot I'm just dreaming
Girl I don't need it I just wanna jeet it
I fell outta love and my cash is to the ceiling
I get so lonely now but I'm counting all of my blessings now
I ain't gon' sit around without acting like I'm not stressing out
You see these percoctets in my bag you think they for fashion now
I'll cop them thirty pointers then leave the store in my dressing gown
Don't act so fussed about when you tell me all of these lies now
I ain't gon' sit around when there's money calling my line up
Don't need no main bitch I barely trust my side now
Every time they hit me up I think all I know is decline now