Parents dont give a fuck
I know you're mad, but so what
Tinted out, you ain't seeing through
I dont understand you,
So now she picks up the gun
So dont call me karen,
I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate
Everyday im in a good mood cuss everyday im getting laid
I hit the studio
Silly truths that some dont know..
Okay you dancing drinking on your last one
Always fly dont matter the occasion
So go ahead bitches and cuss me
Call me lazy, i ain't your baby
These niggas dont want no trouble
Don’t you ever get too comfortable
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