Suicidal thoughts, never seen that
Bitch scared of the dark, might go undercover
My next-door neighbor, is an undercover
Might as well put some panties, on a bitch suit
Staring at her regular clothes, wishing it was see through
Brother and my dad, got into a situation
I'm in Hollywood, went to Poppy on a Saturday
Just caught a red-eye in a red-eye
Opps play their part so well
Gave her 6 rings, maybe 6 things
I want Lipton, London Tipton in a suite
Where it's sweet, head above my feet, but it's not beneath
I rock Rick Owens
Walked in spent blue hundreds, but I'm seeing red
You the one who'd give your bros up for a pint of red
Throw me in the water, where the sharks is
Don't ask what I'm pulling up in, you can't even see in it
Switch to the 392, you ain't even seeing it
Shop so much, I damn near know every piece
Diamonds on you, gone shine forever
So when you leave, yeah it's lit forever
When it comes to me, when it comes to me
I'm gone style a friend before we head out
Yea, you can't even tell which one of us the bad guy