stab

English translation

It's, it's, it's a Shit.

I don't got friends in this shit, but neither do you.

I don't got friends in this shit, but neither do you. I'm tryna go fishing 'fore I know you.

Uh, the way I been in the kitchen, uh, see he whippin', whippin'. Tryna find my mistress, mission.

Uh, thank God I'm dippin', sippin'.

Rewire my whole brain, Xanax and pollo chicken. Don't think I'm into fashion. My mom don't like these fast ones.

Fuck the police tryna tax it. Uh, 'cause I just got my chop it. Duar Kane pack it.

Do you see my live-ish? Yeah, the music make you mad. She think I'ma make you mad.

Back off 'fore I take a stab. Back off, back off in the tub. Back off, stop, take a step.

Stop. Stop.

Stop. I sign the lease and throw it back. Ha, yeah.

She suck my dick, you know the rest.

Whole time they was fuckin' plottin' like a fed. They don't want a jet, I get to put it on my leg. I'm always in the deep end.

She a fuckin' diva. Stop, yeah, the reefer. Keefe her in a Beamer.

Look for me, I'll eat ya. Fuck my Nina. I beat up my teacher. She says, "Hop when you need. "

Yeah. She says, "Hop when you need.

" Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah. We in Beverly. Yeah. We in Beverly. Yeah.

It's happening. Yeah.

We in Beverly. Don't talk to me. Stand up on your two feet. Stop doin' too, see.

I got so much blue cheese. She got booty, she my pookie.

One day I'll tell you, "Lose me. " Girl, I ain't tell you, "Choose me. " Do you miss the view at the beach?

I beat you once and she callin' me. Unknown numbers ain't my thing.

I just want a fan. I just want a fan. Close your eyes and look at me.

Pass the fuckin' blunt to me. You know that's one thing that I need.

One thing that I need is for you to be nice to me. Hold up, I'm just jokin'.

Pour it, pour it, pour some, pour some, pour some, pour some, pour.

One thing that I need is for you to be nice to me. Hold up, I'm just jokin'.

Pour it, pour it, pour some, pour some, pour some, pour some, pour. I don't got friends in this shit, but neither do you.

I don't got friends in this shit, but neither do you. I'm tryna go fishing 'fore I know you.

Uh, the way I been in the kitchen, uh, see he whippin', whippin'.

Tryna find my mistress, mission. Uh, thank God I'm dippin', sippin'. Rewire my whole brain,

Xanax and pollo chicken. Don't think I'm into fashion.

My mom don't like these fast ones. Fuck the police tryna tax it. Uh, 'cause I just got my chop it.

Fuck the police tryna tax it