IdkInTheWorstWay Lyrics

(All these niggas be acting like I'm not that nigga)

(I'm him)

(I'm so for real like I'm him)

(Like, and I don't even gotta go back and forth about the shit)

(Like, I just be like)

(Portraying that shit, like in my actions)

(Like I'm just him)

(I told her)

Throw that ass back

Throw that ass back

(I just might)

Throw that ass back

(I just might like -ie)

Throw that ass back

(I just might like -ie)

Throw that ass back

(I just might)

Throw that ass back

Throw that ass back

(I just might like -ie)

Throw that ass back

(I just might)

Ball like byrie, she's a pisces

Ar rounds fuck up his psyche

(Psyche)

Took a glock to paris, caught me with it wouldn't extradite me

(Extradite me)

If you do not like us, we don't care

(We don't care)

Fuck your bitch and pull her hair

(Pull her hair)

Lame-ass niggas stand over there

Don't look at my diamonds, these hoes glare

(These hoes glare)

And she spins on my dick, like the thing from the fair

Oh, Mary, how you get around, I don't even steer

And she wanna fuck me now, cause I'm really here

Wait, I'm over there, but still I'm so aware

Of my situation, my bitch haitian, well

Of my situation, in an insane asylum, well

Of my situation, i'm way too hard on myself

Who you know could walk through hell

Who you know won't ever tell

Who you know

Bro Been stacking bodies, I ain't mean to get so literal

I can't understand these niggas, they ain't making no sense

Coupe execution, I ain't for the bullshit

I'm strapped with a tommy gun, that's the timing that I'm on

She wanna go back to the room, I can't help it, Bitch, I'm rude

Okay, silly, ah, vanill-ie, ecstasy oxy in my whisk

Shooter hop out like nowitzki, ain't no rim, that bitch hold 50

Throw that ass back

Throw that ass back

(I just might)

Throw that ass back

(I just might like -ie)

Throw that ass back

(I just might like -ie)

Throw that ass back

(I just might)

Throw that ass back

Throw that ass back

(I just might like -ie)

Throw that ass back

(I just might)

Ball like byrie, she's a pisces

Ar rounds fuck up his psyche

(Psyche)

Took a glock to paris, caught me with it wouldn't extradite me

(Extradite me)

If you do not like us, we don't care

(We don't care)

Fuck your bitch and pull her hair

(Pull her hair)

Lame-ass niggas stand over there

Don't look at my diamonds, these hoes glare

(These hoes glare)

And she spins on my dick, like the thing from the fair

And she spins on my dick

And she spins on my dick, like the thing from the fair

And she spins on my dick

But still I'm so aware

Of my situation, in an insane asylum, well

Of my situation, I'm way too hard on myself

Bro been stackin' bodies, I ain't mean to get so literal