Closing Thoughts

Switch, turn around, and get hit

Weak knees, man get a grip

All around the trap, it can hit

Don’t make your light stay dim

Destined for greatness, yeah I’m him

Taking pictures, think you Instagram famous

I’m in the mansion, it’s pretty spacious

Threw a frat party, contagious

Living lavishly with my slatt

Ended things with her, no cap

Tell me what happened, do a recap

She’s playing with my emotions

Water dripping like the ocean

On the dance floor, we find the motion

I didn’t know what the fuck to do

**** liked talking shit, tensions grew

My Draco semi-automatic

Went to the mall

Bought a brand new Patek

Smoking like a chimney

Stabbed him in his kidney

These bitches can’t breathe, they asthmatic

Stalking me on Instagram, dramatic

Switch, turn around, and get hit

Weak knees, man get a grip

All around the trap, it can hit

Don’t make your light stay dim

Destined for greatness, yeah I’m him

Bringing up old shit, they change the topic

Took a private plane to the tropic

Left the drama behind

Don’t wanna see you, she thinks I’m blind

Blast to the past, let me rewind

Little ****, you better pipe down

These hoes got you wiped down

Percocets got your man down

Cell phones ringing at the same time

Free my drug dealer, that **** my slime

Shoot above the neck, not in the daytime

Took a sip of some activis

Making records, I can never miss

Switch, turn around, and get hit

Weak knees, man get a grip

All around the trap, it can hit

Don’t make your light stay dim

Destined for greatness, yeah I’m him