Yeah (x like 10)
How you burning sage but you the demon
How you leave without saying you leaving
Mixing signals man you so misleading
I Just wish you wasn't so appealing
Tell you, pick a card bitch we hitting Neimans
Played my cards every time you deal em
What you want tell me how you feeling
What you want tell me I'm your genie
Joey clark, he more mr.feenie
You can lean on me and catch me chillin by the east side
High as f*ck
My eyes is low
I'm chuckin up the peace sign
I remember me and john would pull up in a nissan
Now he hit me up like too much miles on the q5
What it do slime
I'm just bodying these beats like its true crime
Only way you hear me speak cause im too shy
Ayo shout out my nigga T he gon do 5
He don't like to speak neither
He told his mom i ain't no snitch i rather stop breathing
Only way ill drop a dime is if she catch me cheatin
And we stop speaking
And she walk.... leaving
Then I spark weed up
How you burning sage but you the demon
How you leave without saying you leaaaaving
Mixing signals man you so misleading
I just wish you wasnt so appeali...
Thats the end of the beat
Aawww dam