Текст песни FaceIt - Bvm Bxy

She say baby where you going
Don't worry about it I'm bumming
From myself shit I'm running
Can't stand to face what you becoming
Packing my shit up see you in a month
Counting my money get it out mud
You call it a dub well I call it a loss
No it don't make me happy I cope with the bud
I stay grinding fosho swear to god y'all wouldn't know
I hope you know your girlfriend hitting my phone
She say is that bum boy when my song comes on
They jaw drop when I pull up in that black drop top
With a bad bitch in a crop top
Swear to god it make they fucking heart stop

They won't fuck around when the beat drop
Bitch don't come around when I reach the top
That's how it go you poser boy what a fucking joke
My stunts iced I don't need snow
Getting fucked up when I'm with the homies
When I'm riding 'round got them swischers on me
Broken heart need a autopsy
But the diamonds flashing like some paparazzi
And I'm sick with it like a fucking zombie

She say baby where you going
Don't worry about it I'm bumming
From myself shit I'm running
Can't stand to face what you becoming
Packing my shit up see you in a month
Counting my money get it out mud
You call it a dub well I call it a loss
No it don't make me happy I cope with the bud
I stay grinding fosho swear to god y'all wouldn't know
I hope you know your girlfriend hitting my phone
She say is that bum boy when my song comes on
They jaw drop when I pull up in that black drop top
With a bad bitch in a crop top
Swear to god it make they fucking heart stop