justice

With all that i know

Been on the low, stay inside

Hit the toosie in her dm's and i slide

My wrist somewhere in the minus

I speak fluently in silence

Too shy to say but i hope you stay

Chip on ur shoulder, you working, i know it, they know it, it's no debate

Talkin that shit with your back to me, somehow you always comes back to me

Dead it like i got a strap on me, filters aint shit when you snap on me

I know that you upping them figures, know that you loving your figure

Know that you out every night 42 to your liver, she moving like i gotta tip her