Lyrics
She let me fuck, stole her heart
Shorty asked what’s in my cup, stolen hearts
Popped a Xan, throw it up, broke my heart
I got soldiers in the cut, stolen hearts
Used to pull up on the thots in stolen cars
Now I pull up just to stunt, stole her heart
Blue faces all I wanted from the start
Thousand Xanny in the freezer, frozen bars
I got all my jewelry on, frozen arm
Feel like Mega Man, rockets on my arms
Pocket rocket, pop ya mans, walk it off
Niggas feminine, y’all should knock it off
Pull up on my block, if you want
Pourin' up a 4 of the wok
I don’t want that hoe, do what I want
Niggas feminine, y’all should knock it off
Shawty stole my number, hit my phone, I don’t pick it up
Why you mad bro? I don’t want yo' hoe, but she thick as fuck
He say he gone pull up, bitch pull up, I don’t give a fuck
And I got some soldiers in the cut, they don’t give a fuck
Shawty keep on looking through my phone, I don’t give a fuck
Had to cop a crush to pour a 4, I don’t give a fuck
Lil' bit of Molly in my cup, I don’t give a fuck
And I got some soldiers in the cut, they don’t give a fuck
She let me fuck, stole her heart
Shorty asked what’s in my cup, stolen hearts
Popped a Xan, throw it up, broke my heart
I got soldiers in the cut, stolen hearts
She let me fuck, stole her heart
Shorty asked what’s in my cup, stolen hearts
Popped a Xan, throw it up, broke my heart
I got soldiers in the cut, stolen hearts
(lyric after lyric, watch the sun go down)
I hate going outside not because, I feel like I’m better than anyone else or
I’m just like, «too much» or «too cool» to socialize, none of that shit.
It’s really just an existential crisis. It’s hard to coexist with people who
value a materialistic, false world, who live behind a fourth fucking wall.
I just feel like we’re all fucked!
I’m a lonely titan, lonely tyrant, lonely migrant, lonely
I was born on Titan, born on Titan, I was born on Titan
I been all around the world
All around the galaxy
Slowly we unfurl
Slaves to our mortality
I be too anxious to come outside. I be…
Too uncomfortable to have myself out here with all these…
Fu-ass individuals! These… goofies! These… basic
Fucking impulse chasers! These hedonists!
I… I'm not apart of this shit. I’m not with these niggas
Socializing with people who don’t… function the same way, who like…
Who value this fucking existence, bro
You fools
(HOW DO I RECONCILE WITH THESE FEELINGS!?)