i'm so charming Lyrics

Backseat the Uber she calling me, baby

Oh, that's your girl? I'm sorry she crazy

He want a feature then shut up and pay me

Gone off the Percs can't talk I'm too wavy

Yeah

Yeah

Pick up the pieces you makin' a mess

Do not disturb can't deal with the stress

You playin' checkers, boy, I'm playin' chess

Stop droppin' that wack shit, boy, give it a rest

She said she love LA

That shit turn me off

Said she get higher than me

That shit pissed me off

Takin' this medication, I don't even got a fuckin' cough

Said his shit harder than mine, lil' bro, just fuckin' stop

Got a chrome heart so I put it on my body

Penthouse party in New York, you in the lobby

Your girl in my DMs, I think that's her favorite hobby

Doin' so much fraud, well who fuck gon' stop me?

Acid tab in Tennessee I'm seein' Murakami

I'm a fuckin' junkie, they keep sayin' it's alarming

She said that she miss me 'cause I'm so fuckin' charming

In love with the fraud I don't care who I'm harming

Ex's are dead tell the folks I did that

Heard he had a show, where is the next at?

Did all my Percs, so where is the ket?

His fit is so wack, so why did he flex that?

Dying real soon, so yeah, you can bet that

He was some beef, well boy I will dead that

He in the burbs, not in the trap, but he can't accept that

Backseat the Uber she calling me, baby

Oh, that's your girl? I'm sorry she crazy

He want a feature then shut up and pay me

Gone off the Percs can't talk I'm too wavy

I'm out Brooklyn I'm feelin' like Jay-Z

Off of the Xans so memory hazy

I got some demons just like I am Tracy

Call up the reaper I hope he can save me

Backseat the Uber she calling me, baby

Oh, that's your girl? I'm sorry she crazy

He want a feature then shut up and pay me

Gone off the Percs can't talk I'm too wavy

I'm out Brooklyn I'm feelin' like Jay-Z

Off of the Xans so memory hazy

I got some demons just like I am Tracy

Call up the reaper I hope he can save me

Backseat the Uber she calling me, baby

Oh, that's your girl? I'm sorry she crazy

He want a feature then shut up and pay me

Gone off the Percs can't talk I'm too wavy

I'm out Brooklyn I'm feelin' like Jay-Z

Off of the Xans so memory hazy

I got some demons just like I am Tracy

Call up the reaper I hope he can save me