Crying all up in my bed
I feel like I'm dead
Said she wanna come and see me
I'm by myself instead
Can't get it out of my head
I might fill you up with lead
I ain't talking Carti
But I see a Whole Lotta Red
Yeah, she wanna see me I might tap that
I'm sorry babe I don't got Snapchat
I'm picking the pieces up to my life
Put it together like a fuckin' snapback
I don't understand why you ask that
Yeah all of your cap I'm past that
Yo shit so ass just trash that
Yo shit so ass just trash that
Yeah I swear to god I'll make it
I'll make it
You say you got some talent
Boy you faking
You faking
You talk down on me
Fry you like some bacon
Some bacon
Speeding to the top
Just like I'm racing
I'm racing
They so jealous
How I get money boy I'm zealous
Say that you better but you sell less
Swear that you clueless
Boy you helpless
Yeah, yeah
Crying all up in my bed
I feel like I'm dead
Said she wanna come and see me
I'm by myself instead
Can't get it out of my head
I might fill you up with lead
I ain't talking Carti
But I see a Whole Lotta Red
Yeah, she wanna see me I might tap that
I'm sorry babe I don't got Snapchat
I'm picking the pieces up to my life
Put it together like a fuckin' snapback
I don't understand why you ask that
Yeah all of your cap I'm past that
Yo shit so ass just trash that
Yo shit so ass just trash that