Prescriptions (feat. GoldLink)

Yeah
Aye, oh
I'm sitting in my room
And I'm thinking 'bout you
I'm all out of prescriptions
But you still mess up my head

They say ring-around-a-rosie
Don't put rings on none these hoes
You got me in and outta focus girl
You gotta feel like you're famous

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause you don't make me feel
Like I'm worth it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl you make me feel like

Bae, bae, bae
We'll shake it, though
Aint gonna start, imma stay low
And my bad little thing call me Baby Gold
Ben-kay aye all day yo'

I'm really up here from the grazy area
Suicidal cars, yeah I'm dandy day
Pulling in my Bape, yeah got paid today
Posed for myself and I play okay

None of this shit don't matter to me
No lovey dovey life, yeah I pull up a C-bill
Everyone cheat what can I believe hoe?
Just some other shit I'll never believe though

Who believed them 'fore the fame?
Who believed them 'fore the main came?
Can't make a dime go, hunnid ways to change from
Lent two a hunnid in a year, that's change right

I'm sitting in my room
And I'm thinking 'bout you
I'm all out of prescriptions
But you still mess up my head

They say ring-around-a-rosie
Don't put rings on none these hoes
You got me in and outta focus girl
You gotta feel like you're famous

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause you don't make me feel
Like I'm worth it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl you make me feel like

Gimme that OG love so sweet
Have a nigga reminiscing for days (Yeah)
Gimme that OG love so sweet
Make a nigga wanna go out my way for you

Thought I'd bring peace to my mind
Everytime that I can't think right
And I can't cope
Can't light the flame with no candle

Let her string along with no plan though
To an intimate village
And she move too militant
She be my strength and a high, uh

Elevation and my ride
Everytime I'm at the door I come inside, uh
She got the ignition and drive, uh
Independent with her glide, uh
Know me well and know my size, uh

She Nobel with the prize
Make me fly out my window like Peter Pan
Way I play with the pussy make Peta dance
Way we raising our bar I don't think the same

Might just dip on the scene like I'm Killer Cam
Hit the corner we kissing and touching
She lusting
We be ethnic 'cause we always fuckin'

But we know we don't want no discussion
So no fussin', let's just skip to us'ing

I'm sitting in my room
And I'm thinking 'bout you
I'm all out of prescriptions
But you still mess up my head

They say ring-around-a-rosie
Don't put rings on none these hoes
You got me in and outta focus girl
You gotta feel like you're famous

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause you don't make me feel
Like I'm worth it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl you make me feel like (Shit)



Credits
Writer(s): D'anthony William Carlos, Mike Dupree, Terrance Rowe, Tavon Thompson, Michael Bocanegra
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