True Religion jeans, pockets full of cocaine
Tattoos on my face, I'ma die this way
I don't want a job so I flex and I finesse
Only inhale the best, exhale the stress
Used to be broke, I cast a spell on my check (yuh)
Ice on my neck, now my ex sends me texts
Ask me if I still love her, I'm on Xans, I forget
♥♥♥♥♥, did you forget? You cut through me like a wrist