Verse 1
Sittin wit my little mans tho (yo)
Thinking where did all my fans go (yo)
Got me trippin ion't dance tho
U ain't confident enough to hit tha dance floor
Coke bottle in my hands yo (yo)
I ain't f**in wit them cans yo (yo)
You be sipping on that amstel light
Ya f**in tee cost more than my vans tho why u hype
Why you wit it
Why u think u f**in wit it
U all hype ain't original jus wear a fitted
Why you got that stussy on ya brain but u ain't thinking wit it
Ayo chill this that --- ion't care who f**in did it
I be 9-5 laid up wit
Chillen wit a girl she forgot her make-up kit
Like, leave dat sh** at home cuz i ain't wit da f** sh**
Yo little brother wallin cuz he rocking truck fit
And my sister got some booty shorts up in the function
Rest in peace to dre because i really loved him
He was on his own sh** that's why i trust him
We ain't worried bout nothin ayo we really just win
And my homeboy got style
And my girl too she k**in em. she be in da daylight, lights out
And i be fresh because i'm nice now
Thinking bout tha day where i don't worry bout the price now
Chorus
Got me like woah (gimme doe, gimme doe)
My fans don't love me anymo i be (woah, getting doe, getting doe)
I think they don't be f**in wit my flow
Got me (woah) i'm really (woah) really (woah)
I think they don't love me anymore
Wit my bro (getting doe, gimme doe)
And that's jus how tha thang go
Verse 2
Wit da pen i am pica**o
Yeah i ride slow, dey don't gimme props tho
Dey don't gimme iPhone play they don't watch yo
They be only following them trends yo they not low
Doin me is such a lonely road
That's why i'm always doin me when i be home alone
I get played by these b**hes then i put it in a song
Wit my 2 x'es like a chromosome
That's like picking who my worst favorite
Had a dream i was kissing on my 3rd grade b**h
Then she blew out all the candles on some birthday sh**
Had me not wanting to wake up in the first place
Man i got the juice in me right now
They be tryna bring me down tho
They be like u cool but u don't got now
f** it whippin with the top down
Wit a bad one licking on my ear like she hostile
Chorus
See i'm just tryna get away from you
How do i do my thing i'm tryna get away
I think i suspended my stay with you
I think i did forgive me i ain't even pay
I got some hoes back home just waiting for ur boy i know
And when i come back they like dave u ain't the boy i know
That's why i'm tryna get away
I know i'm talking to these girls i ain't hitting em tho
I know she worried yeah she called 5 minutes ago
That's why i'm tryna get away
Get away, get away-ay