| This shit way too crazy for my head
|
| Last year I was broke like as a bitch
|
| You don’t wanna talk 'bout what was said
|
| They copy the swag, they wanna be me but I’m coolin'
|
| Me and the gang in LA, you at home steady fuckin' Juulin'
|
| For me, it’s up like stocks, for you, it’s steady losin'
|
| The atmosphere gets weird in here and now your ho fuckin' choosin'
|
| And bitch, you ain’t stackin' up so you snoozin'
|
| This shit way too crazy for my head
|
| Last year I was broke like as a bitch
|
| You don’t wanna talk 'bout what was said
|
| But you can turn it 'round, you just gotta flip the switch
|
| I’m high in the air like a pilot
|
| He wanna kill me, he ain’t try yet
|
| Why he talkin'? |
| I ain’t even die yet
|
| Okay, run to the bag, bitch, I’m all in
|
| Thirty stories, I think that I’m fallin'
|
| Why does she just keep on callin'?
|
| I told her don’t want her so now she just stallin'
|
| 2020, I see through the lames
|
| It was just you and your bros though
|
| This year they all knowin' our names
|
| Walk in the spot and she takin' some photos
|
| You was down bad, you hit new lows
|
| You ain’t got like nun' to show to me
|
| In the club, I’m in my glow
|
| 'Cause that’s what the music just tends to just do to me
|
| They copy the swag, they wanna be me but I’m coolin'
|
| Me and the gang in LA, you at home steady fuckin' Juulin'
|
| For me, it’s up like stocks, for you, it’s steady losin'
|
| The atmosphere gets weird in here and now your ho fuckin' choosin'
|
| And bitch, you ain’t stackin' up so you snoozin'
|
| This shit way too crazy for my head
|
| Last year I was broke like as a bitch
|
| You don’t wanna talk 'bout what was said
|
| But you can turn it 'round, you just gotta flip the switch
|
| (You just gotta flip the switch right now)
|
| (You just gotta stop being bitches right now)
|
| (Right now)
|
| (I'm just sitting here but I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go)
|
| (right now)
|
| (Talking, I might blast it) |