Turn me up inside the f*cking club
Yeah i got myself blunt, i need another one
They say maykel going up, i was a day one
But they lying they been hating since day one
Niggas lying they been hating since day one
Beam on the glock, it look like a ray-gun
They talk a lot, i pull up they don't say nun
Don't Hit me up, i don't wanna make nun
I Lose my mind, that shit was all fake (yeah)
I Wanna die, feel sick everyday (yeah)
Said i want to die on the track
I don't like computers but i got the mac (Woah, Ahh)
F*ck a bitch nigga, now my pockets gone be fat
You a bitch nigga, i think that you should know that
We gone empty out this drake, flashing shit like kodak
They say 'maykel you fire, how the f*ck you aint blow up?'
Dam its lowkey been a minute since i poured in the cup
Rockstar, Bitch im screaming F*ck (F*ck)
Retard, cause i fell in love
My heart, its had enough
What's love?, used to think of us
What the f*ck?, why you do that stuff?
Oh Nah, She got me f*cked up
(Ahh, F*ck)