Exhausted Lyrics

I run with a pistol I'll give you a tech

Got black and white and they calling me ref

Got a new bitch and I'm calling her Stef

She coming she going she making a mess

I'm leaving her open she sent me a text

Make a decision I got no regrets

I'm lighting 'em up I'm not talking 'bout cigarettes

I season the flow but I'm coming with vinaigrette

Spitting to clean and i flossed it

Drip and Drown not talking faucet

Popping a three and I called it

Lyrical I never lost it

Talking to much keep on talking

Call me Jack Harlow I'm popping

Up on the pre-season locked in

Taking a breath i'm a exhausted

She's doing the most and she just keep on texting

Chilling with Benji I know that he feeling me

I'm coming with bars and I'm coming with curtesy

I'm coming with confidence you never heard of me

You niggas be doing the most

I come with a pistol I come with a scope

She calling me Uzi the way that I flow

She calling me Uzi I'm taking your hoe

She said my life's all in the (Motion)

I asked her "if Im fluid just like an ocean"

I told her "I don't need any (Comfort)

Of Anyone"

She said my life's all in the (Motion)

I asked her "if Im fluid just like an ocean"

I told her "I don't need any (Comfort)

Of Anyone"