This is a song about "I hait u"

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

U say ur ballin but i kno u work at lids

But not a single fuck for y'all bitches

Cause baby i got u and u know this

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Destiney u laugh well should i

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this

I'll give u 6 stitches i know u dont get bitches

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

But i'm better than u n dnt wanna b the same as u i fukn hate u

Me myself i and i o u

I really love my miami crew

And if u tryna sip then u kno i got the lean

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine