I don’t feast on cocaine
Get underneath a no name
Can’t look at me that way
I won’t meet ya
I don’t need ya
I won't reach ya no way
Can’t stop on the 4 way
No sleeping just champagne
Karma suits me
I know
You see me fucked up
You think I’m fucked up running
You got me wrong
Fresh fruit on the subway
That’s not foreplay, pregame
Imma beat you one up
One up. One way
Feeling ferocious, insane
Know what I'm saying?
Make you buy that one way
He can’t reach you
Know I’ll teach you
Let’s just postmates lo mein
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up, running
I won’t feel it no way
Touch my cheekbones they’ve changed
You can't stand how I pray this karma suits me I know
You got you fucked up
I got you fucked up, honey
You got me wrong