Miley Cyrus

(Pretti)

My life look like SEX, pop Percs and ecstacy

New bitch, bring the next, I-I ain't read ya text (I don't read yo' texts, ****)

That lil' ho so dead to me (Dead), I woke up and stepped (Step)

Cartiers, I step (Step), H-Hermès jeans, I step (Damn)

Yeah, I'm turnin' X (Yeah, yeah), X, X, X, X, bi-bitch

I just want yo' neck (Want yo' neck), I don't do the sex

I don't know when we met, huh, b-bullets to his chest

She suck me the best (The best), yeah, she gave me beck (Wah)

She suck me the best, eugh, shootout was a mess

Smoke dope then I get dressed (What?), I-I don't do no press

It don't hurt to take some X, pussy **** dead (Pah)

Bullets, hope you get it (Checks), I-I X out the rest (Pah)

Pocket full of fetty, countin' checks, checks, checks

Sheesh, I'm gettin' guap, I ain't stressin' nothing less

Jugg his homie guap and it might teach yo' ass a lesson (Big guap)

She just gave me top, and now I'm talkin' to her best friend

We got shit on lock, so you know we ain't never stressin'

And you know we on the top-shelf shit, just like Jessie

I don't think you ready, yeah, I know that you ain't ready, yeah

Bae, this shit got levels, I ain't stressin', it's a lesson, yeah

(T-t-this is ripmansion music)

Ye-yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

My life look like SEX, pop Percs and ecstacy

New bitch, bring the next, I-I ain't read ya text (I don't read yo' texts, ****)

That lil' ho so dead to me (Dead), I woke up and stepped (Step)

Cartiers, I step (Step), H-Hermès jeans, I step (Damn)

Yeah, I'm turnin' X (Yeah, yeah), X, X, X, X, bi-bitch

I just want yo' neck (Want yo' neck), I don't do the sex

I don't know when we met, huh, b-bullets to his chest

She suck me the best (The best), yeah, she gave me beck (Wah)

She suck me the best, eugh, shootout was a mess

Smoke dope then I get dressed (What?), I-I don't do no press

It don't hurt to take some X, pussy **** dead (Pah)

Bullets, hope you get it (Pah), I-I X out the rest