new song v3

I'm stuck in predicaments, I'm kinda sick of it, look at my wrist and then look at my girl

I ain't got a face, she be stuck to my lips when I'm moving her hips, she know she is my world

She sittin' on top of me, speakin' that Gawkanese, gave her two sweatshirts, just I'm not talkin' Earl

She givin' me pecks that be stuck to my neck, so I ran up a check and I bought her some pearls

I want her 'cause I like her, it's my beef if you fight her

Got a Death Note in my pocket, she left me, so I write her

My guns stay like a viper, but I'll dodge you till you strike first

Try snake me like a cobra, my bullets turn into biters

You know he ain't steppin' for no one

He tryna cross me, I will sin like Owen

If she tryna play me, her score is like 0-1