she knew

And I dont know
Im debating if Im taking you home
And you, you know
She knew exactly what she doing, it was murder she wrote
I hope you find a home
It isnt here you for the streets I cannot be your hero
Walking on a tightrope
She knew exactly what she doing, it was murder she wrote
And I float like a butterfly, sting like beehives
And we gon burn him to crispy, I like it deep-fried
These bitches sweet like my drink, I be sipping key lime
I seen ya shawty I get why you wanna meet mine
Baby girl you thick, you guy layers, you like a vocoder
You take another shot of vodka, dont need no soda
Wanna play mind tricks, you aint no Yoda
Im sniffing methylphenidate, I dont got no yola
I dont need no photos
Tell the paparazzi they need to lay lower
Blowing like a volcano
Burn that boy to crisps just like a flamethrower
All these boys some no-shows
And they spending all they pennies on that bitch, aint worth a peso
Why you capping about these bitches bro
I know that you aint even got a main hoe
Talking out yo ass Ima flatten you with my range rover
I know Id prolly go insane if I tried to stay sober
You focused on the wrong things, homie, you can stay broker
And I dont know
Im debating if Im taking you home
And you, you know
She knew exactly what she doing, it was murder she wrote
I hope you find a home
It isnt here you for the streets I cannot be your hero
Walking on a tightrope
She knew exactly what she doing, it was murder she wrote
You talking about the same things but you acting like you different
Whos to blame, girl you basic I aint tripping on you
They feel my energy , the way I hit em with the fission
I dont feel a thing, wheres my heart I think its missing
You talking about the same things but you acting like you different
Whos to blame, girl you basic I aint tripping on you
They feel my energy, the way I hit em with the fission
I dont feel a thing, wheres my heart I think its missing
Ah-ah-ah
Like how you even coming on to me, like the audacity
Grabbing on my pants, I pulled you in with all my gravity
You never loved me I know that I was just your fantasy
Well, youre just a fan to me
And I dont know
Im debating if Im taking you home
And you, you know
She knew exactly what she doing, it was murder she wrote
I hope you find a home
It isnt here you for the streets I cannot be your hero
Walking on a tightrope
She knew exactly what she doing, it was murder she wrote