Your slacks are on fire I’m fanning the flames Like a vampire Stood out in broad day Shoulda been wiser While pickin’ out What you were gonna say oh Fool me once That’s one too many Better luck next time you’ve met me Where’s the dunce Who caught you meddling Never known ya, why you talking? ****, you know about my past life? Claim Jehovah watch me, witness All this bull**** resting side-eye Game is over, **** your numbers Four-leaf clover have a good life I've been sober 20 weeks 20 times I've seen myself die Net 90 label grimy Can't find me, I'ma ghost, I've Been posted, been ghosting Even fam hitting my phone like I'm hidden in the seams Of what you want and what you need And you know that don't mean a damn thing
