Whereabouts

Straight out the dog pound tryna make a million dollar dream

Asking bout my whereabouts I might text you back like what you mean

Some shit I don't care about why you bringing that shit up to me

That shit you heard about believe it idc what you believe

It's the word of mouth I'm spreading round I'm moving through the steets

That's some chinatown I could tell that Goyard fake it's make believe

That bitch a catfish she don't look the same without her lash and weave

I'm having bad shit like miss America she in my dreams

I'm swapping hoes out I ain't really like that bird

My bitch a bad bitch she say she don't like that word

I got her singing falsetto