​safdkajvbnhjkdb lyrics

[Verse]
In my room smokin' dope
Macbook, S7, TV uh huh
I'm a lonely mother f*cker
But I declined 'cause I la li, uh huh
And I'm at creative block
Don't know what to say, but I've got a f*ckin' Glock, ooh, ooh
I don't wanna-, uh uh
I'ma just keep hummin' on the beat
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmmm
Yeah, I'm the best in this b*tch
Got a Glock .45 b*tch don't get hit, woah
And I'm in Virginia, with the boys and we smokin' dope inside the apartment, woah
Oh yeah, I got bars
Oh no, I got your card
f*ck yo' b*tch, I'm off a bar
And I'm all up in this b*tch
And she suckin' on my di*k
And I'm like, "What the f*ck?" Oh, huh, huh, huh
Ooh, now I'm off beat
And yo' b*tch, yeah, she wanna f*ck with me
Oh yeah, and she gon' suck my D
What have I became?
I've still given up, I don't give a f*ck
I do what I want, I don't give a f*ck
Don't care if it's good, don't care if it's bad
Aw man, I'm a fan
I'ma pull up to the block, like a Stan
That don't even make no mother f*ckin' sense
But this sh*t still goin' hard, man
Aw man, aw man
I'ma pull up to the block, like a Stan
This sh*t don't even make no f*ckin' sense
Oh well, it's still hard, man, ooh
I'ma do a cartwheel into a f*ckin' pool-ool, pool-ool, pool-ool
I'ma do a cartwheel into a f*ckin' pool-ool, pool-ool, woah
I'ma do a cartwheel inside a f*ckin' pool-ool, ooh-ooh, ah-ah
I'ma do a cartwheel inside a f*ckin' pool-ool, woah
I'm in school and I can't make no mother f*ckin' friends
I'm too f*ckin' anti-social, don't know what to do
Oh my mother-f*cking god
Look up to the sky 'cause I don't have a mother f*cking clue