mention the blond Lyrics

You think this something you can handle

Yeah, I put my bitch in Jimmy Choo, Eliantte-Birkenstock up on the sandals

Cause I know that I'm HIM, it ain't no S or a P the shit'll get me canceled

I could do this shit without a sample

I could do this shit without a deal

I just put 20k in my checking account just to show my momma that it's real

Percocetty finna change how I feel, and I'm about to crack the seal

Im tryna make my body ill

I'm tryna make my body still

I'm tryna kill myself for real

I'm going days without a meal

My pockets 'bout to put a grill on it

Ya pockets be on Dr Phil

45 with me dub and lil breezo

This shit'll get hot like a Cheeto

My bitch got a Glock in her purse, did time for me, and she fixed my repo

She want Ruth's Chris, Casamigos

Yeah, I don't drink, I just eat tho

I can pay this off with one feature

At the crib I'm callin' up, Vito

With Dame tryna shoot a movie

Yeah, and loelt with me just in case it's a problem, cause he not afraid to do it

We can get you folded like a rubix

And he not afraid to start it

Give him like two reasons just to pop it

I like the way that she toppin

She going dumb, stupid, and retarded

This that smoke music

That fuckin dope music

That "keep you woke" music

I don't use it

So fucking don't loose it

This that smoke music

That fuckin dope music

That "keep you woke" music

I don't use it

So fucking don't loose it

This that smoke music

That fuckin dope music

That "keep you woke" music

I don't use it

So fucking don't loose it

You think this something you can handle

Yeah, I put my bitch in Jimmy Choo, Eliantte-Birkenstock up on the sandals

Cause I know that I'm HIM, it ain't no S or a P the shit'll get me canceled

I could do this shit without a sample

I could do this shit without a deal

I just put 20k in my checking account just to show my momma that it's real

Percocetty finna change how I feel, and I'm about to crack the seal

Im tryna make my body ill

I'm tryna make my body still

I'm tryna kill myself for real

I'm going days without a meal

My pockets 'bout to put a grill on it

You think this something you can handle

Yeah, I put my bitch in Jimmy Choo, Eliantte-Birkenstock up on the sandals

Cause I know that I'm HIM, it ain't no S or a P the shit'll get me canceled

I could do this shit without a sample

I could do this shit without a deal

I just put 20k in my checking account just to show my momma that it's real

Percocetty finna change how I feel, and I'm about to crack the seal

Im tryna make my body ill

I'm tryna make my body still

I'm tryna kill myself for real

I'm going days without a meal

My pockets 'bout to put a grill on it