(SlowSilver03)
(Hi Dopa)
You a loner
I can't find you in my folder
Come and see me in the back smoking doja
Crowbars, yeah we tryna come over
Take all your shit, then we sell it to the old us
You a loner
I can't find you in my folder
Come and see me in the back smoking doja
Crowbars, yeah we tryna come over
Take all your shit, then we sell it to the old us
Ain't no chance of survival
Twenty shots to your spinal
And if you wanna go cry boy
We gonna pull up with that rifle
Where you at then?
Said you wanna fight real hard, but you're Madeline
Keep a little clip like a guard, bring a subtle man
Giving me that lip, then I dip it with a mini skeng
You a loner
I can't find you in my folder
Come and see me in the back smoking doja
Crowbars, yeah we tryna come over
Take all your shit, then we sell it to the old us
You a loner
I can't find you in my folder
Come and see me in the back smoking doja
Crowbars, yeah we tryna come over
Take all your shit, then we sell it to the old us
Yeah, I was sipping soda (Hi Dopa)
Fucked up off some liquor, I don't know her
Crazy how you turn into a hoe, yeah
Boring, like the state of North Dakota
Walk into the club like I'm 18, it's crazy
Fake ID, and the police gonna chase me
I just threw up in the back, they gonna hate me
Now I got a cop on my ass tryna taze me
I'm a soldier (John)
I'ma walk into the spot like I'm its owner
And my bros all packing heat, it's like a sauna
I've been posted up, been smoking Kosher
I've been posted up, been--
You a loner
I can't find you in my folder
Come and see me in the back smoking doja
Crowbars, yeah we tryna come over
Take all your shit, then we sell it to the old us
You a loner
I can't find you in my folder
Come and see me in the back smoking doja
Crowbars, yeah we tryna come over
Take all your shit, then we sell it to the old us