I got some bugs though, so you wanna f*ck with me? No
I just wanna go home, I'll see you later, No
I needa f*ck a home, I'm gone give a f*ck
You keep texting me, stop for a block of numbers
Number, huh, number, say, that's a wrong number
The phone's a clone, cause even it knows I don't want her
It takes time for her to notice I didn't want her
And I'm trying to give her time to lose it, notice it
That I'm a regular f*ck, no shit
My mind is only getting money, that's it
I'm focused on the grind, yeah, that's it
Huh, dedication that is frightening
So you can f*ck with me, ride with you
F*ck with me and I'm untiming
Getting off my line if you ain't grinding
I got the checks, they all lining
I got the money and I'm all aligning
Yeah, you smiling
Like you made accomplishments
Nah, you ain't did shit
F*ck out my house, bitch, f*ck out my crib
Now I don't give a f*ck, just get out my shit
Who you feeling like
Who you feeling like
Who you feeling like
Who you feeling like
I know who I'm feeling like
Cause I'm him, bitch
I'm f*cking him, bitch
You are some shit