Virtually

(Exo) You tryin' this shit, got me fucked up Yeah, you somethin' to do, but you ain't the only bitch I can fuck Thousand-dollar jewels, cubes of ice inside my cup I wear thousand-dollar shoes, denim jeans, this ain't no tux I keep that shit on, it's like I never take it off Ain't spint nothin' in a minute, I hope nobody piss me off I ain't talkin' 'bout pitbulls when I say I miss my dog Securus always listenin', so sometimes, you don't wanna call But I know you wanna talk When I left the street, my baby couldn't even walk Now she eatin' on her own, pickin' up her own fork Should've stayed out the streets, I can't blame this on y'all Hate bein' in them four walls Might go crazy in that bitch and get to talkin' to yourself The white boy look smooth, but I can bet you he on meth Jackson ain't got no smell, but, yes, it do, you smell death And this country ho ain't really nothin', she asked me for a Van Clef This is a Van Cleef I been gone, don't call me weird when I ask for pictures of your feet Don't get on my phone actin' shy, want you to nut all on your sheet I'm still poppin' Percocets, I'm in jail, bitch, I'm geeked And that nigga you fuckin' with broke as hell on the street This shit sad Walmart parking lot, I done swapped a couple tags Now my shit legit and you ridin' in a stolen Jag' I beat 81 charges, nigga, I'm tellin' you that always I ain't comin' back This shit almost over My whole jail bid, I ain't been sober They said they love me and I don't even know 'em Thinkin' that this shit ain't on the floor, can't wait to show them You tryin' this shit, got me fucked up Yeah, you somethin' to do, but you ain't the only bitch I can fuck Thousand-dollar jewels, cubes of ice inside my cup I wear thousand-dollar shoes, denim jeans, this ain't no tux I keep that shit on, it's like I never take it off Ain't spint nothin' in a minute, I hope nobody piss me off I ain't talkin' 'bout pitbulls when I say I miss my dog Securus always listenin', so sometimes, you don't wanna call (Twin Birds) But I know you wanna talk Uh, don't even wanna talk Wake up, say my prayers, thank God I ain't nan' one of y'all My Cash App kinda low, she tried to leave, couldn't play it off I don't ever see y'all in these stores when we be tearin' down the mall 15 hundred on some shoes, you know my shirt, it cost a band Know I keep it cool, but I can switch it like a fan My UK bitch in Atlanta, I sent her a PJ back to France You must think we ain't gon' pop it, boy, you got the gang fucked up (fucked up) Hope these niggas don't try it, keep that glizzy on me tucked Ain't none of this shit was luck Shit, I slur every time I talk, it's from that lean that's in my cup Half a million on a car, park this bitch right in front of the club (skrrt, Twin Birds) You tryin' this shit, got me fucked up Yeah, you somethin' to do, but you ain't the only bitch I can fuck Thousand-dollar jewels, cubes of ice inside my cup I wear thousand-dollar shoes, denim jeans, this ain't no tux I keep that shit on, it's like I never take it off Ain't spint nothin' in a minute, I hope nobody piss me off I ain't talkin' 'bout pitbulls when I say I miss my dog Securus always listenin', so sometimes, you don't wanna call But I know you wanna talk