Lyrics
Yea what Hey who She always call when I'm in the city because she have a bag of that Milli waiting for me I did it private since 14 No photos, these ******* be jealous of me I beef in your city, yea all year Now i want me a beat up with Kanye (West) I want a dinner with Tatiana Don't want any of your girls, I'm sorry mami I know you want me to get married I just want to sin and sip blood marry Bloody marry marry marry marry me Here's your ring and a molly, I know you're proud of me I just want to ****, ain't no be cuddling around of me Bet on red and black, ain't even a call of 50,50 All the haters turning white, and I just find it silly Then I found out they all lied cause they be afraid of me Yea Yea afraid of me And when I'm back in your city, you know It's all free Yea It's on me Don't worry I had not forgotten you I was just heartbroken That 20 dollar bill, it was on you Now it's all on me It's all on me All on me Now it's all on me On me I swear, I swear, I am forgiving you You made me, me, it was you Yea Now it's all on me It's all on me On me Now it's all on me All on me On me