BURY MEH Lyrics

Thought she was the right one, til' you left for work

My bitch gon' stick with me till I left this earth

My bitch gon' stick with me cause she know her worth

Yeah, if you a scared lil' bitch, then go to church

Your bitch on her knees and she ain't go to church

I can't pass my problems onto nobody, not ever

Baby when I die, make sure I'm buried in Margiela

That boy really dropped the ball, that boy really hit the rim

He to close like synonym, his bitch, she not feelin' him

I want all the M&M's, that boy just a mini me

Plead the fifth, the fifth i plea

We be fuckin' secretly

Six digits what I want, seven digits what I need

Ate that bitch for dinnertime, she denied attending me

Earned my stripes like referee, skeet of in a Centipede

That cocaína that he pushin' got no calories

I just went Hurricane Katrina up at Fashion Week

Another man turned to a casualty

Only speakin' factually, I'm rockin' this shit casually

Cashmere on my sweater, this shit Krispy Kreme

Money turnin' all my day ones enemies

Copped the crib and cut the keys for my homies

Undercover cotton, cuts on all my jeans

Undercover cotton, cuts on all my jeans

Thought she was the right one, til' you left for work

My bitch gon' stick with me till I left this earth

My bitch gon' stick with me cause she know her worth

Yeah, if you a scared lil' bitch, then go to church

Your bitch on her knees and she ain't go to church

I can't pass my problems onto nobody, not ever

Baby when I die, make sure I'm buried in Margiela