Violet

Yeah
Uh
Chyeah
Uhh
Yeah
Uh
Chyeah
Yeah

I'm smoking a sonnet, I wrote a poem
I'm seeing rocks in your window I didn't throw
Smoke cigarette and get some more
I'm looking at the mirror like where you gonna go? (Chyeah)
Finna go off one
I face my spliff on the way then chase my tears with wine (Yeah)
I'm finna go off one
Can't listen to your shit, I look at her like "What?"
Like friendly who, finish it, done fucked my shit up
Got too much shit in the back but I gotta keep my lead up
Got too much zest in this thrax, lemon pepper for my Steelers
You donе hit me with all that shit so I walk like Derеk Jeter
I've been in my thoughts, and that's all me
Put that shit right back like bestie please don't call me
What the meaning for me?
Can you come solve me?
Take too much and I forget why they don't call me

Money get off me
Off white
Plastic be cop tight
Bad shit, I'm off one
For Becky I'm top five
Becky gone listen to my playlist, only bop twice
Bop nice
I've been waiting for it in the spotlight

Bitch I be a Pink Boy
Fill my skin with ink boy
She said "You don't think boy"
But bitch I don't need think more
I've been on some fuck shit
I didn't wanna function
But bitch I'm in the function
I take my drugs in bunches
Off the molly like jet plane
I smoke all of 'em
I take uppers when feeling low
I want all of 'em
On a beat
Off a beat
I take all of 'em
On a beat
Off a beat
I want all of 'em

Chyeah
Uh
Hm
Chyeah