Suavaee - Verbal Thoughts

I tell em fair well
Everytime you see me i’m going up just like a stairwell
Ion believe y’all raps cause all y’all do is tell tales
Suavaee too hot, I had to cool off with some fan mail
Gotta bad bitch like she Raquel
Mama worked at Sitel
Now we laughing to the bank like we watching Seinfeld
Gawd damn
I got these bitches sour
I was quiet back in school but my actions started speaking louder
No time for the fuckery
Used to sit alone at lunch while niggas sat and made fun of me
Steady calling back when lul shawty said she was done with me
And they talk online but they don’t wanna shoot they one with me
Beat a nigga bloody, man I swear ion need no gun with me
And I ain’t playing
Blink 182, and the Beatles
I got bands
Super tight schedule so I cant be switching plans
Just me and my brother i dont even need no friends
Bars so hard ion need a chorus
Use to have hoes like a nigga porous
Yo bitch sent me nudes but that shit was wasting storage
It was tempting me, so I can’t ignore it
SG