SMS//txt (feat. Adamn Killa) Video (MV)

Bleed Pretty Boys
Up next
Gotta check my texts
Gotta text text my ex
Ay, yuh

Smoking gas smell like propane
I'm a stoner she like cocaine
Think I gotta leave we should go our own ways
Fell in love with you but nowadays I feel no ways
Throw my heart in the trash I don't need it
Got my number in your phone, you should keep it
Ice cold like Alaska, girl I'm freezing
Gotta dip baby, I don't need a reason

Bleed Pretty boys you know that we up next
All these pretty girls tryna to get up in my texts
I'm a vampire, you could be my countess
Illegal money yeah, I keep that in the mattress

Quit my job, take a flight out to LA
Smoking Cali with my friends feeling healthy
No clouds above my head, better living than dead
I still think of all the bad things you said
I ain't lost I don't need no one to help me
I just kick back, observe, move stealthy
Grew up poor, tryna to make my family wealthy
Good weed be the only thing you sell me

I been getting guap
I can't never save a thot
I just want my guap
We might go to a place we never seen
We might go to a place we never been
It's just you and me
And my motherf*cking money
By the ocean with my jet-ski
Skeet skeet all in the sheets
I can't save a thot, don't want to freak
Bitch I'm who I am and who I be
And these niggas they be mini-me's
And these niggas they just wanna be me
But I'm too fleek, I been flying overseas
Overseas that's where I be

Bleed Pretty boys you know that we up next
All these pretty girls tryna to get up in my texts
I'm a vampire, you could be my countess
Illegal money yeah, I keep that in the mattress