Is That So? Lyrics

Ironic life gets shortened but clips get extended

My heart needs some stitches

I've been feeling like Shawn Mendes

Im in that fishbowl Ian talking bout no pet fish

Way they pay for my feats, it's sum like a fetish

Like let me get that cash or that Venmo

Fixing my pain, when I spend more

I feel like E40, tell me where to go

Said she love me, Oh is that so?

I'm going 180, up on 580

She calling me daddy, I don't got no baby

All flavors, know you can taste me

Could delete the pics but can't erase me

I'm on your ass like a momma

Ian one of your friends

Think that she the one but she more than a 10

Hit the scene with "Lil Uzi" all his friends dead

Let that shit get to yo head so you got hit up in the head

Feel like Lauryn Hill is you "Ready or Not?"

Play yo role or somebody gon' take up your spot

This ain't a tea-party why you cupcake a thot?

Posted up with 21 savages, we been through a lot

Bitch, I'm from the dubs, where they murder

Around older folks so I turn to an observer

Lean back, fat Joe, and I listen

Like, damn, I ain't had no pot to piss in

I grew up, with no motherfuckin' father figure

But I don't need no father to make six figures

Life's a dream, I won't hit snooze, I am not a SZA

Like, lil' baby, can you see the bigger picture?

It's ironic that she pull and twist it cause she a bop

And she know verse from the bottom so she give me top

She ain't obedient, she continue when I tell her stop

Said, I'm notorious for being on bullshit

So she gon' let me pop

I got "Biggie" in my city so they callin' me Poppa

Egyptian AK, it gon' spit like a Llama

Tellatubbies yo "son" smile like shout out to my mama

Used to help me write sentences, so I give her commas

Want me to stay in it, huh, bitch, this ain't Vegas

She a lil' super fan, got my songs on her playlist

Baby, I ain't a celebrity, why you call me A-list?

Why she lose her head, finger on her chin

Yeah, baby, that's a facelift

Boy yo ass is not hard, you is not no BBL

Got hit up at 1:06 in the morning like KMEL

Got air on my chips in my bag but they ain't stale

God's favorite, but if he a demon, I give him hell

Just put a quarter in a bank, sum like a wishing well

He a pussy not a dog, so we tuck his kitten tail

Yeah, I pay for these bars like I'm paying bail

Rest up my angels up in heaven, but for now, I'm raising hell