zkinny betty Lyrics

Phew, phew

Yah, yah, k like yea

Ah

Miami, Miami, Miami

Ay, meow (phew)

Ooh yah, ay

I got racks, I got

I lose racks, I lose, ay

Last night I lost my cool, I didn't want to

This time I'm less surprised, I cant stop, ooh

I ain't get no sleep, yeah

Sippin rum from the bottle

These days if you fuck shit up, nobody gon' stop you

Skinny betty she a model

Whatever, whatever

These days if I feel like somethings wrong, I don't wanna call you

For long

'Cause if I say what I think, I'm gone

Ain't shit, smoke a bit, I'm gone

Now I'm back with betty, oh nah

If I say what I think, I'm

If I say what I think, I'm done

You ain't making shit easy for me

Bad feelings it eats me, okay like

Bad betty, she fiending for me like

I need my time for me, just for me

Going through things I lost my homies

Bad motherfuckers, swear they just hoe me

Smoking za, smoking

Coping with the fact I'm so lonely

I got racks, I got

I lose racks, I lose, ay

I wont be the same motherfucker

This is real pain motherfucker

What's the point of even texting you?

You don't text back motherfucker

I'm on Instagram, Insta, yuh

You on snapchat motherfucker

Snap on the beat, like a KitKat

Real ones know about kickback

I just throw it up, then I hit that

Fuckin on ya bitch, yeah I did that

Give her my sword, she a knight bitch

Used to run fades, I can fight bitch

Florida girl shit, need a nice whip

Got a couple g's in a zip bag

On mean shit, and I got a nice bitch

This a wild road, got to sit back

Yah, yah

Put her on the wok, she a big man

Wake up, now I need a cig, man

New opp, brand new stick man

Alan Becker, Alan

Ay, running from the pen like a stickman

Bitch made, you ain't on shit man

I'm high, peter pan with the shits man, okay

I got racks, I got

I lose racks, I lose, ay

Last night I lost my cool, I didn't want to

This time I'm less surprised, I cant stop, ooh

I ain't get no sleep, yeah

Sippin rum from the bottle

These days if you fuck shit up, nobody gon' stop you

Skinny betty she a model

Whatever, whatever

These days if I feel like somethings wrong, I don't wanna call you

Yah, yah, k like yea

Ah

Miami, Miami, Miami

Ay, meow (phew)

Ooh yah, ay

I got racks, I got

I lose racks, I lose, ay