The Sun

I had to tell her to grow up, givin' me brain til she throw up

I got a Glock with a .50, I am not like Yachty, I don't got no holster

I'm off the drank movin' slower, tell your boyfriend get a dough up

He touch a lil' money, now he thinkin' me wanna get right beside him, he poorer

I'm off the drank and my eyes gettin' lower, hit from the back say she can't feel a lower

She say that she love me, I really don't know her, gas in my pocket, intelligent odor

Givin' me britches, she hit my lil' blower, flexin' the car but, you are not the owner

Nigga want beef, we gon' shoot at his shoulder

Onlyfans bitch call my phone, say that she need exposure

Changin' my hair, different colors, she said Tknox, bae, I need me a lover