歌词
I don't thank God enough, I'm so ungrateful
That's my fault, for treating all these hoes like angels
That's my fault, this life ain't come with a manual
The love of your life will kill you faster than cancer
My scars, make me a star
All my scars, make me a star
Daytrip took it to ten (hey!)
My stab wounds are tattoo on my body
Now I dry my eyes with the money
I don't want you, all of the sudden you love me
I just wanna hit your walls, crash test dummy
Impromptu family reunions when you not clubbing
I'm going down if I give a dollar to every cousin
Last time we met we bumped heads so hard it's a concussion
I know you want something, it's always something
Pull up in an i8 like a full mil
The only Batmobile I ever had from Happy Meal
When I lift the doors up that's an orange peel
She got an ass so fat it pop out a vacuum seal
Like my neck with a tad of glitter,
I am the pagaent winner
(I consider lick it if she beautiful)
All this paper, might just jam up in her
(I had to upgrade my usual)