Intro
Cutters
Verse 1
Coffee over ice
I wish your parents would've used a condom
But it ain't my business
Got hoes surrounding me, they see I'm gifted like it's Christmas
It's cloudy, LA girls disturb but I'm down with the sickness
They always on their knees and tweeting shit about religion
That's that shit I've never been with (Nah)
Chorus
Couple bitches calling begging me to take my last name
Coming quicker ever minute since the cash came
Kissing up to me you leave me with a bad taste
They just wanna fuck you over in the fast lane
Start a fire, they don't wanna be the ash tray
Up in smoke when they see that you in last place
Hating on a low but wanna see the backstage
When you high all they wanna do is crash planes
Verse 2
Chorus
Couple bitches calling begging me to take my last name
Coming quicker ever minute since the cash came
Kissing up to me you leave me with a bad taste
They just wanna fuck you over in the fast lane
Start a fire, they don't wanna be the ash tray
Up in smoke when they see that you in last place
Hating on a low but wanna see the backstage
When you high all they wanna do is crash planes