2G Lyrics

Really don't need that no

Pound of dope

Keep it in that

Goyard tote

She tried to keep it on the low

Couldn't do that to my bro

Change my clothes

They too old

I need something new

Red eye flight

I'm just tryna get a better view

Jet lag

Cigarette drags

Late night

Drives to your pad

It's a good time

When we're on the same shit

Need a gas mask

When I'm ghostriding the whip

Okay, part of me

Thought that this would be more like a party

She was part of me

Now I'm just tryna lay up on a barbie

Take u wherever you want

Everything he never was

Baby, I just got a crush

I'm not falling in love

It got me fucked up

Don't gotta tell myself that they ain't ever loved us

In the rain and I'm washing out old mud

I'm bout to roll up

He got a problem

I'm yelling "so what!"

They just want you to get fucked up

But they're not there when you're cut up

Covered in blood

And you could say it's tough love

Not what it was

And that's why I get anxious

When I'm in the club

Okay

My nerves get me sick

2 grams in the spliff

Oh my god

Who that kid

Why he ain't put me on the list

He a no one

I'm a show stopper

He a homie hopper

Stepping out

Chainmail on the armor