you're cute but i'm dead

Now she pourin' fruity pebbles in her cup all day I'm just chillin' in the back with a bottle of Moet Now, I'm not tryna fuck She already know I got 10 grams in the backwoods finna roll Yeah, I'm not a plug, I'm an Eskimo My neck so cold with ice real gold Now she just tryna fuck, I'mma stunt and go And I'm not tryna fuck with ya hoe, you all know yeah I'm with Tess We up at the beach With the palm trees, backwoods at her feet Yeah Now she sipping' coconuts I be chilling in her bed all pink with the mud yeah On all fours now she licking on my D Watching Bojack on a fucking TV Sunny in Philadelphia with a bong Taking fucking hits all night real strong Don't you talk to me I don't wanna talk to you And don't fuck with me Cause I don't really fuck with you Oh I'm coming up slowly Everybody gonna know me They all act like they my homies But I ain't even got no homies Girl What is your problem And girl Help you to solve 'em But girl I'm here when you need me And girl You don't believe me Yeah why don't you believe me? Why don't you believe me? Why don't you believe me?