My heart on my sleeve
Ba-boom, ka-boom
Cause
Put the Henny on the ice
(Cognac, cognac, cognac)
Edgar Allan Poe'd up, lean on me
Growed up too damn quick
Shawty sucked me, I was 9
Stoned like a path through gardens
Green plant nigga, a botanist
Soon as I done get a deposit
Loud, man, liquor regardless
Uber to the pussy, I'm ballin'
Gucci on my balls and the Balmain
No plan, moving with no brain
Wonder why I'm feeling so mundane
Same old circle of trifle
Plan on breaking the cycle
Till that shawty send me them nudes
Then it's right back to titties and tightrope
I thank God for that body, God for this bottle
She's a coca-cola copy
And she know Smino papi gon' be fiending for her
Head game cracking, she a club with the 4
Right now I'm on the wall, don't tell nobody you were
(No, no, no, no)
My heart on my sleeve
Ba-boom, ka-boom
Cause
Put the Henny on the ice
(Cognac, cognac, cognac)
Edgar Allan Poe'd up, lean on me
Growed up too damn quick
Shawty sucked me, I was 9
So I don't really wanna talk about my feelings in here
A mini eenie-meenie-miney-mo-mo-mo-mo whiskey to spare
Empty my bottle as she counting her tears
She said, lately she been sitting on a mountain of fear
Of what?
Maybe I can't open up to you inquisitions
Talk about you people and expect me to sit and listen
And they don't even like my ass!
I know, I know, my bad
Big trouble in little China, she said
She can't even kill a nigga with kindness
on a mixtape, damn it, where did you find us
Opportunity's knocking, walk your ass to that front door
Put your pride in your
Know this world is so cutthroat
And your heart don't mean shit
You ain't losing it