Convolk You Re Cute But I M Dead Lyrics

[Verse 1: DEADBEATTEEN]
Now she pourin' fruity pebbles in her cup all day
I'm just chillin' in the back with a bottle of Moet
Now, I'm not tryna fuck
She already know
I got 10 grams in the backwoods finna roll
Yeah, I'm not a plug, I'm an Eskimo
My neck so cold with ice real gold
Now she just tryna fuck, I'mma stunt and go
Cuz I'm not tryna fuck with ya hoe, you all know yeah
I'm with Tess
We up at the beach
With the palm trees, backwoods at her feet
Yeah
Now she sipping' coconuts
I be chilling in her bed all pink with the mud yeah
On all fours now she licking on my D
Watching Bojack on a fucking TV
Sunny in Philadelphia with a bong
Taking fucking hits all night real strong

[Verse 2: Convolk]
Don't you talk to me
I don't wanna talk to you
And don't fuck with me
Cause I don't really fuck with you
Oh
I'm coming up slowly
Everybody gonna know me
They all act like they my homies
But I ain't even got no homies
Girl
What is your problem
And girl
Help you to solve 'em
But girl
I'm here when you need me
And girl
You don't believe me
Yeah why don't you believe me
Why don't you believe me?
Why don't you believe me?