Текст песни Imessage - Syke

Birds in the trap?
Not like that
Still go hard when i cop that track
Still go hard when i hit from the back
Still drove far just to hear that ass clap
Damn
Smooth like sax
Mind stay stuck on the tree like sap
Latin bitch looking for the key no map
To be honest i be hiding all my keys under the mat
My pack is back intact so please relax
You′re tracks are trash in fact they rats to cats
Too bad so sad, why you mad?
Is it cause my cash be accumulating mass too fast?
I passed your ass like Payton running-backtrack
Cash is black don't ask about the fat stacks
Treating all my bitches like a fad
Transfer to her friends like a double A grad
Shit
Bitches on my bed
Why she on my bed?
Told her last night, she ain′t hearing what i said?
Never pay attention always acting like a pest.
I be all up in her mentions but i think she too obsessed
Like damn
Damn
Got too many fans
Think she too caught up in thinking she ain't like the rest
Tryna hit me up she asking if she was the best
Yea I'm always on the phone but i don′t really wanna text so i

Left that bitch on read
Ay
Left that bitch on read
I ain′t even got the time to invest in your text i'm a neat freak i just wanna clean up all the mess like
Ay
Left that bitch on read
Like ay
Left that bitch on read
I just need her to undress, i don′t care about the rest
One more text, bitches got me too stressed like ay
Left that bitch on read
Ay
Left that bitch on read
I ain't even got the time to invest in your text i′m a neat freak i just wanna clean up all the mess like
Ay
Left that bitch on read
Like ay
Left that bitch on read
I just need her to undress, i don't care about the rest
One more text, bitches got me too stressed like

All my girls foreign
I ain′t even tourin
Caught her in the sheets when i woke up in the mornin
She tryna cuddle up
Sip the coffee she been pourin
She used the word "sweet"
I call that shit annoying
Bitch I got work
To do
Bitch it ain't got to do
With you
Yea its just me, don't mind
The crew
My bros and dogs and family
Too
Killing all the zeroes but i swear I′m not the villain
Flow is comin′ hot you wouldn't know it but i′m chillin'
Shit is getting sick but no one get the penicillin
I was left in charge, why you starin′ at the ceilin'
Might just fuck his other one, thats just how I′m feeling
Lookin' like a skit without the key the way he peelin'
Caught you in a Prius nigga why the fuck we speakin′
Saw you rolling papers nigga why the fuck you wheezin′
Like damn damn
I do it for the fans
I do it for the fam
I don't do it for the gram
You see the grey shirt in the back? Thats my man
Every other nigga fame sinkin′ quick like sand
I control the reigns when i do my dance
I don't look away, if i do by chance
My eyes gon sway, other words, i glance
Yea i′m rocking Jays. Nah, Syke, these Vans
Ay

Left that bitch on read
Ay
Left that bitch on read
I ain't even got the time to invest in your text i′m a neat freak i just wanna clean up all the mess like
Ay
Left that bitch on read
Like ay
Left that bitch on read
I just need her to undress, i don't care about the rest
One more text, bitches got me too stressed like ay
Left that bitch on read
Ay
Left that bitch on read
I ain't even got the time to invest in your text i′m a neat freak i just wanna clean up all the mess like
Ay
Left that bitch on read
Like ay
Left that bitch on read
I just need her to undress, i don′t care about the rest
One more text, bitches got me too stressed like

Why you still talking
I got 20 more flocking
Imma have to start blocking
Imma have to start locking
When i hear the door knocking
When i hear the bitches calling
Imma have to start walking
Bruh
Killing all the flows and callin' up the crimes
You don′t wanna know whats going on in my mind
She just wanna know when im coming outside
Bitch call me up when they bring back Vine
Don't ever fuckin′ judge what im doing with my time
Imma call up the thugs if you crossin' the line
Bitch im working hard like im workin in the mines
Tryna get yours bitch im tryna get mines
Yo
Keep your two cents
Got a dime
When i dine with a fine bitch
Sipping on wine
Bitch Syke thats a lie
Thats another fucking life
In the mind of crazy motherfucker outta line
Gripping nines, throwing signs
Nah
One of a kind
I be one of a kind
He been one of a kind
I be changing my mind
But im still on my grind
See him dead on the ground?
Bitch im still in my prime

Left that bitch on read
Ay
Left that bitch on read
I ain′t even got the time to invest in your text i'm a neat freak i just wanna clean up all the mess like
Ay
Left that bitch on read
Like ay
Left that bitch on read
I just need her to undress, i don't care about the rest
One more text, bitches got me too stressed like ay
Left that bitch on read
Ay
Left that bitch on read
I ain′t even got the time to invest in your text i′m a neat freak i just wanna clean up all the mess like