Lyrics Pain - DIRTYXAN

You say you love me
But you don't remember
Mmm, yeah you caused me pain
All I'm is sane

Cash out, racks out, shawty got her ass out
Flexin' for the grams, Raf Simmons with the tags out
Talking like a bitch so I'ma have to break the MACs out
Talking like he rich, turns out, his cards maxed out, ah
Pussy got tights, uh
You be mad when your bitch send me a text, huh
You be mad 'cause you're not as rich as a youngin' like me
And your bitch not as bad, huh

Slide solo dolo, Vetements garments on me
Count green, I don't even smoke tree
Tell me why your ex bitch calling and your new bitch calling my phone
Talking 'bout they miss me
Avant garde, couple fast cars
White gold chain sparkling, dancing with the stars
Hit my mark, drums and ARs
Bussdown Cartier flash on my arm, yuh, ay

You ain't nеver seen a drip like that
You ain't nevеr seen a wrist like that
Hop out, white chains to the château
Creeping in the shadows, Margiela flex like that

You call me insane, defender
You say you love me
But you don't remember
Mmm, yeah you caused me pain
All I'm is sane

Cash out, racks out, shawty got her ass out
Flexin' for the grams, Raf Simmons with the tags out
Talking like a bitch so I'ma have to break the MACs out
Talking like he rich, turns out, his cards maxed out, ah

Cash out, racks out, shawty got her ass out
Flexin' for the grams, Raf Simmons with the tags out
Talking like a bitch so I'ma have to break the MACs out
Talking like he rich, turns out, his cards maxed out, ah

Cash out, racks out, shawty got her ass out
Flexin' for the grams, Raf Simmons with the tags out
Talking like a bitch so I'ma have to break the MACs out
Talking like he rich, turns out, his cards-