Cry in It

Write in it, die in it, bitch, cry in it
 Ride in the Rover and I really wanna fly in it
 Girl I gotta ask you now
 Of course why you sad and low
 Got a lot of things I really wanna think, a laugh a lot
 Forty rental bitches and they sayin' I ain't sexy
 I ain't give a fuck about nothing bitch I'm sad as shit
 Tears in my eyes, got blood on my shirt
 Where the fuck do I go? I think I've really gotta skirt
 Got her ridin' 'round with me
 I think you're dyin' 'round with me
 Bitch I don't give a fuck, I don't
 Fly around with me
 I don't care if you love me hoe
 Ridin' 'round with me
 Fuckin' give me fuckin' top, when you wanna cry I seat
 Hey
 Fuck with me, fuck with me, bitches love with me
 I said go, really really wanna go
 Die in the snow, bitch I really wanna know
 If you're takin' by the hand I broke, bitches gotta go
 Got a lot of cracks in my pocket, and I blow it up
 Four bitches in my fuckin' truck, and they blowin' up
 Take 'em to the club, I take two kush and track it up
 Then I take it to my motherfuckin' crib, I'm bleedin' up
 Write in it, die in it, bitch, cry in it
 Ride in the Rover and I really wanna fly in it
 Girl I gotta ask you now
 Of course why you sad and low
 Got a lot of things I really wanna think, a laugh a lot
 Forty rental bitches and they sayin' I ain't sexy (I ain't sexy)
 I ain't give a fuck about nothing bitch I'm sad as shit
 Tears in my eyes, got blood on my shirt
 Where the fuck do I go? I think I've really gotta skirt