Losing Control

Solly J in this bitch
I'm doin the dash I'm losing control
And Ima die young from the life that I chose
Sometimes I can't tell who's my friend or my foe
But my nigga Rizzle be keeping em rolled
I walk on the scene and she touching her toes
I give her my wood like I'm working at Lowes
He shake like a stripper cuz we got them poles
My shit ain't the same I got too many flows
Ima hit Vegas, Venetian Palozzo
Just got back from Cabo vacation with models
Don't pour me a cup bitch I sip out the bottle
We don't lovе these hoes nigga that is my motto
I'm hitting thе gas like my foot on the throttle
And I am that nigga tomato tomato
Need my money ASAP like I'm Pretty Flacko
It's funny how this niggas fold like a taco
My manager hit me and he just got the backend
So I'm about to cash out
We hittin' the club
I pulled up with a bad bitch and
She just pulled her ass out
It's fire when I'm in the booth
Everybody know that I'm about to spazz out
These niggas not fuckin with me
Hold on wait a minute
Ima take the trash out
I'm never buying a wedding ring
I'd rather be out doing better things
But I got my eye on a couple tings
I don't know what they want it's unsettling
PND and a blunt that's the remedy
And I'm dropping the top like I'm Kennedy
Don't dap me if you not a friend of me
I'm still trying to find my serenity
I'm doin the dash I'm losing control
And Ima die young from the life that I chose
Sometimes I can't tell who's my friend or my foe
But my nigga Rizzle be keeping em rolled
I walk on the scene and she touching her toes
I give her my wood like I'm working at Lowes
He shake like a stripper cuz we got them poles
My shit ain't the same I got too many flows



Credits
Writer(s): Solomon Johnson
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