RM - Eric North, Babe, Shy

When you walk in leave your bullshit at the door

Bitch I’m so confused because I heard this shit before

Who the fuck are you?

I don’t know bitch, I don’t know

But you can’t argue

You gon' have to play around

I’m talking blood, sweat and tears

Aéropostale on my body it’s hot in here

It’s real clear that you cannot touch me yous an imposter

I’m the real shit, bitch

I’m a rap monster

Homies in my room we were smokin' on some green shit

Sometimes I think that I’m the only one that sees it

Pussy, money, weed it’s a view that’s so scenic

But then again, do I really need it?

I’m ceasing

Middle of the club feel like I don’t know what y’all know

Bitch told me that she’d be here feel like I’m finding Waldo

I was like let’s find a quite place that we could all go

She hung up the phone and I’m like damn where the call go (Yuh)

4am once again by my lonely

This stupid bitch is tryna say I’m a control freak

I don’t lost my mind for many years

Mind off the planets hemisphere

You take it or leave it

You leave it, I leave it bleeding aw

She claim she bulimic

Anemic, I leave her spitting up

They say no, I dash away

My demons get mad with rage

My minds been gone for many years

Mind off the planets hemisphere

My minds been gone for many years

Mind off the planets hemisphere