Girth

I call it the itch

I start on your bitch

I call it the itch

I start on your bitch

I start on your bitch

Call it the itch

Plagiarize the words and

Make myself rich

I call it the itch

I start on your bitch

Plagiarize the words and

Make myself rich

Like who this, a man or mucus

Blame me like Judas

What your futures

Playing computers, gang signs and [?]

Burn, fucker, burn, fucker, burn

Burn, fucker, burn, fucker, burn

[?] humming me a ballad

She getting fined like her license is invalid

She on my side, she a Caesar salad

My pupils wide, I'm higher than [?]

Like, yeah yeah

Used to be my [?], well

I no longer care, care

I just want to looky at your cookie so I know how to [?] when you

[?]

How could me, how could you

How could me, how could you

How could you, how could you

But she hate it like she love it, yo

I need to save his money the way they come and go

Fellas running low

Leave fast but I'm coming slow

Leave fast but I'm coming slow

Leave fast but I'm coming slow

You make me feel bad

Setting sun, now we're all bad

Better run me no tab

Better run me no tap

[?] keep saying shit

I called it, I called it

It's not just to the soul

Like you found a little heart I put it all in my sin[?]

Sharing semantics

My foot in the grave, the other in the sand pit

She [?]

She fucked with my band [?]

Sharing semantics

My foot in the grave, the other in the sand pit

She [?]

She fucked with my band [?]