Purple Trainwreck - Text Message Only Lyrics

Dubbin f*ckin' calls, bitch I'm Text Message Only
Too many big shots and three blunts from the homie
Driving home in a stolen cab and I'm swervin
Random bitch, hit my phone, hips so curvy
Ask me who I wanna cuff? These bitches don't deserve me
Stop jacking bout my water, man, shit could get murky
Off to the races when these f*ck hoes curve me
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
You talkin' bout Lana?
Boy, you goner
Sippin' Diet Mountain Dew off that f*ckin' fine china
First hoe ask if I wan' f*ck, I said kinda
Next hoe ask if I wan' f*ck, I said tryna
Yeah these pussy f*cks forgot they place, they need a quick reminder
Fumes from the fresh woods f*ckin' with my sinus
Yeah, I'm clapped, 3 AM, hittin' low budget diners
I ain't only speakin' facts
Today's world? These rappers?
Half that shit is cap
I seen them f*ckin' pussy boys, they don't know how to rap
Gotta send the f*ckin' rats scurryin' back to the trap, ooh
Gettin' closer to God, with this Devil on my
Should I stay? Should I run?
Man this shit is just a trap
Runnin' sales out the back
They be fiending for that crack
I made 50 off that pack
Man, I'd call that shit a snap
Run the track like a lap
Budget mic give me crap
But I'll still snap your back
Like I'm f*ckin' Bruce Wayne, big body like a bat
Aye, aye! woo
Run that back, aye
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I'm tryna kill it in these streets, with the mic in my hand
These other motherf*ckers recording, sound so f*ckin' bland
Why they so famous? I just can't really understand
They iced out with too many f*ckin' bands
This shit is so wack, man it's not for me
And you can keep that f*ckin' Supreme tee
All I'm tryna do is make good music, not brag about how I do shit
I ain't even gotta prove it
I just do it
And all these rappers today are disposable
I ball em up and throw em in the f*ckin' compostable
Posted on the block of the 24
I can't f*ck with these bitches anymore
Yeah, iMac the beat
She suck on my meat
I'm OUT
Bitch!