[Verse]
Yeah, she gave me the keys to the car I [?] and crash on the benz
I need me a roll on my wrist, need a watch on my wrist so I'm feelin' like Ben
I need me a piece of the [?], I'm taking that shit till my mind work again
Trouble that come from a benz, main reason why I locked off all my friends
Trouble that come from a benz, the reason we ain't even talking again
Trouble with benz and the yercs, the reason why I ain't even walking my friend
Taking sips of the tec, [?] help mе when anxiety tell mе that my world gon' finally end
Double lighter flick like Tunechi
Model bitch right in exotic car, this shit got two seats
Fuck a trap phone, told my homie call me with two beeps
Feel like Kane in the kitchen with a cane tryna look gucci
I remember being just, financially fucked up, bitches didn't want do me
Now I'm on my YNG, I be drownin' in the coochie
Crushing up more exotic flowers in my paper, smoking blue cheese
California living like Los Santos on Vespucci
Hand on my chest, responsibility like Superman, no t-shirt with an S
Fuck a Kryptonite, I'm in my room just smoking on a [?]
Posted in my room pouring up another cup of tec
Pouring up another cup of drank, knowing I'm gon' head to space
Dead communications with my ex when I just want more space
More space, I want more guala, I want cheddar cheese
Amount of money I put in my career, no invest in me, only best but me
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