Choice*

Lyrics from Snippet He looks out for me Who do you call when you want another first choice? Green bills, blue bills New pills turquoise New hills, you're choice Cheap thrills, rejoice Sleep gets worse when I'm cranking up the white noise Think I made the right choice Ooh, 'cause you treat me like a eyesore Ooh, but I open up the blinds for it Got, in my pocket with my passport Da-da- Bitch, you know you like to suffer Bitch, you like to watch me suffer I'm usually the one without clutter I'm thе one that clean with the glovеs on Said you like me more, but I'm not her