She Knew

And I don't know

I'm debating if I'm taking you home

And you, you know

She knew exactly what she doing, it was murder she wrote

I hope you find a home

It isn't here you for the streets I cannot be your hero

Walking on a tightrope

She knew exactly what she doing, it was murder she wrote

And I float like a butterfly, sting like beehives

And we gon' burn him to crispy, I like it deep-fried

These bitches sweet like my drink, I be sipping key lime

I seen ya shawty I get why you wanna meet mine

Baby girl you thick, you guy layers, you like a vocoder

You take another shot of vodka, don't need no soda

Wanna play mind tricks, you ain't no Yoda

I'm sniffing methylphenidate, I don't got no yola

I don't need no photos

Tell the paparazzi they need to lay lower

Blowing like a volcano

Burn that boy to crisps just like a flamethrower

All these boys some no-shows

And they spending all they pennies on that bitch, ain't worth a peso

Why you capping about these bitches bro

I know that you ain't even got a main hoe

Talking out yo ass I'ma flatten you with my range rover

I know I'd prolly go insane if I tried to stay sober

You focused on the wrong things, homie, you can stay broker

And I don't know

I'm debating if I'm taking you home

And you, you know

She knew exactly what she doing, it was murder she wrote

I hope you find a home

It isn't here you for the streets I cannot be your hero

Walking on a tightrope

She knew exactly what she doing, it was murder she wrote

You talking about the same things but you acting like you different

Who's to blame, girl you basic I ain't tripping on you

They feel my energy, the way I hit 'em with the fission

I don't feel a thing, where's my heart I think it's missing

You talking about the same things but you acting like you different

Who's to blame, girl you basic I ain't tripping on you

They feel my energy, the way I hit 'em with the fission

I don't feel a thing, where's my heart I think it's missing

Ah-ah-ah

Like how you even coming on to me, like the audacity

Grabbing on my pants, I pulled you in with all my gravity

You never loved me I know that I was just your fantasy

Well, you're just a fan to me

And I don't know

I'm debating if I'm taking you home

And you, you know

She knew exactly what she doing, it was murder she wrote

I hope you find a home

It isn't here you for the streets I cannot be your hero

Walking on a tightrope

She knew exactly what she doing, it was murder she wrote