BBSIMON

BB Simon belt thirty-two waist

I can put that lil bitch in her place

They want me to change but I'm still the same

Deranged insane and all alone again

Look at my Versace cardigan

Sad to say I'm doing bars again

All these bitches clowns Harley Quinn's

My mama still taking tamoxifen

I pop a xannie I'm feeling amazing

washing it down with the tito's no chaser

I put an eighth in a blunt imma face it

I got a BB Simon on my waist bitch

Face it

Life is really what you make it

If life was a game of cards I wouldn't have any hearts I'd only have spades bitch

I'm a soldier baby we should go to war

I'm busting on her like a glock fourty four

I'm Davey Crockett in the middle of the forest

Thirty-thirty rifle on me make you sing just like a chorus

BB Simon belt thirty-two waist

I can put that lil bitch in her place

They want me to change but I'm still the same

Deranged insane and all alone again

Look at my Versace cardigan

Sad to say I'm doing bars again

All these bitches clowns Harley Quinn's

She telling me we should just talk it out

But I told her there's nothing to talk about

When I wake up I swear that you let me down

Should we break up or should we just wait it out

I'm holding back all this anger I wish someone test me I swear that I'd let it out

All of my day is filled with storms and they're coming with hail mix it in with the rainy Clouds

Look what you did to me drain my emotions you think that I'm here just to get some Clout

All of the circles we run in don't got the endurance to make it another round

All the mistakes that you're pulling don't got the insurance to go out and pay them now

All the excuses just save them now

Your bullshit officially off the route

Thirty-two waist BB Simon

Yeah your bitch say she like my rhyming

We go downtown and we're dining

All my niggas stars in the shining

Robin Thicke these blurred lines thin

If I give you an inch go a mile then

You like the way I get the crowd lit

And you notice the way that I style bend

I'm making music till I'm running out of time

I'm drinking Hennessy and going out my mind

They want me to vibe but I'm not your kind you're not on my side

You should've told me from the start that you were never gonna ride

BB Simon belt thirty-two waist

I can put that lil bitch in her place

They want me to change but I'm still the same

Deranged insane and all alone again

Look at my Versace cardigan

Sad to say I'm doing bars again

All these bitches clowns Harley Quinn's