Write in it, die in it, bitch, cry in it Ride in the Rover and I really wanna fly in it Girl I gotta ask you now Of course why you sad and low Got a lot of things I really wanna think, a laugh a lot Forty rental bitches and they sayin' I ain't sexy I ain't give a fuck about nothing bitch I'm sad as shit Tears in my eyes, got blood on my shirt Where the fuck do I go? I think I've really gotta skirt Got her ridin' 'round with me I think you're dyin' 'round with me Bitch I don't give a fuck, I don't Fly around with me I don't care if you love me hoe Ridin' 'round with me Fuckin' give me fuckin' top, when you wanna cry I seat Hey Fuck with me, fuck with me, bitches love with me I said go, really really wanna go Die in the snow, bitch I really wanna know If you're takin' by the hand I broke, bitches gotta go Got a lot of cracks in my pocket, and I blow it up Four bitches in my fuckin' truck, and they blowin' up Take 'em to the club, I take two kush and track it up Then I take it to my motherfuckin' crib, I'm bleedin' up Write in it, die in it, bitch, cry in it Ride in the Rover and I really wanna fly in it Girl I gotta ask you now Of course why you sad and low Got a lot of things I really wanna think, a laugh a lot Forty rental bitches and they sayin' I ain't sexy (I ain't sexy) I ain't give a fuck about nothing bitch I'm sad as shit Tears in my eyes, got blood on my shirt Where the fuck do I go? I think I've really gotta skirt