N/A lyrics

I’m a f*cked up simp, with a f*cked up past
f*cked up kid, but I’m still that man
4 more hits, like the sh*t won’t jam
4 more hits and I just might blast
I’m all for like a good chauffeur
My boys sick like there’s just no cure
Hatchback quick, swear it’s just not fair
Hotbox sh*t like there’s just no air

I’ma still f*ck yo’ b*tch
I’ma still f*ck yo’ b*tch
I’ma still f*ck yo’ b*tch
I’ma still f*ck yo’ b*tch
Kevvie gone f*ck yo’ b*tch
Alex gone f*ck yo’ b*tch
Kannie gone f*ck yo’ b*tch
Igor gone f*ck yo’ b*tch

All night my n*ggas hitting the spot
Parked outside see the wrist and you flock
Farquad kicks make a b*tch wanna pop
Fall real quick if you b*tching a lot
Ay, we got some X in the pocket
Yeah, up in the sky like a rocket
Word, used to be rich now I’m barking
Too right, still in this sh*t though I’m flossing
I’ma still f*ck yo’ b*tch
I’ma still f*ck yo’ b*tch
I’ma still f*ck yo’ b*tch
I’ma still f*ck yo’ b*tch
Jared gone f*ck yo’ b*tch
Thomas gone f*ck yo’ b*tch
Curtis gone f*ck yo’ b*tch
Jamie gone f*ck yo’ b*tch

Ever had two model hoes, suck your di*k
At the same time? n*gga, that’s not your sh*t
I roll quick with the f*cked up kids
f*cked so much I might have 5 kids
Pass mo’ cups then I pop mo’ sh*t
Pass mo’ X then the sh*t get lit
Pass mo’ cups then I pop mo’ sh*t
Pass mo’ X then the sh*t get lit

I’ma still f*ck yo’ b*tch
I’ma still f*ck yo’ b*tch
I’ma still f*ck yo’ b*tch
I’ma still f*ck yo’ b*tch
Kevvie gone f*ck yo’ b*tch
Alex gone f*ck yo’ b*tch
Kannie gone f*ck yo’ b*tch
Igor gone f*ck yo’ b*tch