Haha And its the lofi cartel Cherry on top, bitch I'm carvel Peep the night sky Snowfall, bitches doing blow while my art sells Wow I'll crash the car for the heck of it Lose my fucking number You're irrelevant and celibate You pussy wearing polka shell necklaces Stuck in like 2007 bumping Nickleback and smoking meth Yea And life is but a nightmare Asking me for verses Finna feed em in a highchair The girls I used to fuck honestly never change Only way they talking to me is to pay for backstage Never complain 'cuz a bad word a waste And the marks never leave like the scar on my face But her car at my place so my game probably worked We can chain smoke blunts, fuck, watch Berserk Yea We can chain smoke blunts, fuck, watch Berserk We can chain smoke blunts, fuck, watch Berserk