Out Of Spite Lyrics

Smokin' on weed like a rasta

Fuck on your bitch, I'm a master

Hit from the back hella slow hella faster

Yeah, strap up, it really do matter

Bus on her face, it go splatter

I'm not no dummy no, I'm not the father

Oh, that's the shit that I made for the night

Yeah, feelin' so blind like I don't see no light

Yeah, this shit is all wrong but it's feelin' so right

Yeah, pour up another one, be my delight

Yeah, mix with the Cali, I feel like I'm might

So high, like a kite, I'm a plane, no flight

Not gonna cuff, she gon' cry

Yeah, she fuckin' my opps out of spite

I done made peace with all of my demons from so long

God, won't you save me, feel like I gave in, I don't know

I feel like shadow, tryna take over, tryna take hold

And I drown in all of my sorrows in slow-mo

I'm on FaceTime with Lil Trey, that nigga's strapped up, he be brandishing sticks

That Rollie be on his wrist, my nigga's still serving them bricks

He told me that I'm gonna make it and if I keep going, I'm gonna get lit

I just bought me a new clothes, step out of Saks with whole new fits

That's the shit that I made for the night

Yeah, feelin' so blind like I don't see no light

Yeah, this shit is all wrong but it's feelin' so right

Yeah, pour up another one, be my delight

Mix with the Cali, I feel like I might

So high, like a kite, I'm a plane, no flights

Not gonna cuff, she gon' cry

Yeah, she fuckin' my opps out of spite