You can call me for the vibe and pick me up in the morning
Now she wanting me to die, I'm making friends with the corpses
Yeah, she'll treat me like I'm just another guy
I am not another guy, bitch, I'm bad at telling lies
You can f*ck me if you want, I'll let it slide
Once she f*ck me, she'll forever chase that high
She ain't never met a freak who knows his way
Around her thighs
Make it easy when I pick her up
And flip her on her side
Then let her go
She called her friends up, saying, can I ask you
Did I fumble my last dude? She cries
Through the screen
Left hickeys on her tattoos
Adding to the artwork
Wishing it was part of it
They'll fade in a week
Tripping off visions, I never hate to be different
She got me losing my mind, the way she constantly bitching
I put my head on my iron, the trigger's tempting to pull it
I used my money to buy drugs, I couldn't afford a bullet
She caught me slipping, I f*cked up, at least I got me a keeper
The way she loyal for pieces of shit, got me trying to see her
A thousand miles away, it cost a fortune to reach her
But when I get there, I'll f*ck her, the sex reminds her she needs this
A thousand miles away, a thousand miles away
A thousand miles away, yeah
