What's Wrong With You

Momma say «what's wrong with you?»
She like «what's going on with you?»
Tryna bust a fucking dome or two
Tryna see what the fuck you wanna do
Tryna get up close and smush him like a roach while he on the phone with you
Tryna shut his body down with no remote, just like Corona do
Bitch, I won’t play it fair, don’t take it there, you play right there and lay
right there
Hop out, bitch I’ma dump it and you won’t make it there
These drugs got me stuck and got me moving around like a Lazy Bear
Like fuck his legs, we hit his head, you know I fucking hate the cap
Put down my phone just leave that bitch alone, I think my shit be tapped
Riding all alone, just me and my chrome, this bitch sitting on my lap
I ain’t have a, I was sitting right in the trap
I used to trap hard, looked up the trap boys, It’s why I got into rap
Why do these niggas try to come and eat our food
Niggas lie too, these bitches lie too, fuck it, I lie too
They ride too, they slide too, they can get high too
Catching them sells, fucking with Trell, had his own drive-thru
Shit changed since I’m getting paid
They say I’m stuck in my ways
Bitch, I’m stuck on getting paid, can’t give a fuck what you say
Depression got me stressin', I’ve been pissed off all day
She can see all in my eyes but I just lie and tell her «everything okay»
Momma say «what's wrong with you?»
She like «what's going on with you?»
Tryna bust a fucking dome or two
Tryna see what the fuck you wanna do
Tryna get up close and smush him like a roach while he on the phone with you
Tryna shut his body down with no remote, just like Corona do
Bitch, I won’t play it fair, don’t take it there, you play right there and lay
right there
Hop out, bitch I’ma dump it and you won’t make it there
These drugs got me stuck and got me moving around like a Lazy Bear
Like fuck his legs, we hit his head, you know I fucking hate the cap