I'm all alone
Call your phone, I need you right beside me
In my Benz, you see me flyin
I think bout bands all through the day, heart super cold I'm leanin
Heart so cold I'm freezin
Foreign dreams, I'm speedin
I hand them bands right to my mama, I be up late thinkin
I just want the Mula
Yeah, I just want the Mula
Hearin' about me, you feelin' my soul
I just keep drinkin' the bottle
You hearin' about me, I want you to know
Baby, come be my lil' model
I see all the lies you be tellin' to me
I hope you reap all the sorrows
You be insane, I don't know bout tomorrow
I want the money and time that you borrowed
I'm feelin' good, this bitch, I been leanin
Ask me, I don't give a f*ck, got you fiendin
I make you smile in the bed, how you screamin
Ong
On god, I need it
My bitch bad, you know I need it
Ran it up, my heart was freezin
Do it so good, this bitch start leakin
Do it so good, this bitch start leakin
I'm all alone
Call your phone, I need you right beside me
In my Benz, you see me flyin
Oh my God, straight to the moon
Money in pants, all the bands comin' soon
I love these bitches when they come in two's
Your bitch she finer, when she in my room
She feelin' my body, I'm pourin' up ducce
Bae, I love when you bouncin' that ass
Broken lil' pieces, I throw in the back
Nigga want smoke, I put one in his head
I'm from Seattle, put niggas on that
The truth keep comin, I'm in my bands, I'm thumbin
My brother fake keep thuggin, You can't replace my lovin
I want a foreign, I want the ones where the doors go up
Blowin' the smoke, I be runnin' from love
Driftin' in circles, not givin a f*ck
I want the Mula, I want the diamonds all over my wrist
My bitch she finer, she look like Aaliyah and shit
Driftin' in circles, I get the Mula, designer my fit
When I get the money, I'm floodin' my wrist
When I get the money, I'm floodin' my wrist
