XTASY
I still need my face even though drugs gon' leave me broken
I send out the vibes but still my door is never open
Told me hold her close but still I think I need some distance
I need some advice but I'm just not the type to listen
No I'm not the type to party (woo)
Better if she give up her body (ah)
I got her gassed up off the molly (woo)
She hold the bull like a trolley (ah)
She on the Xtasy
She started taking drugs, her only vibe
Told her on the plugs so come and try
She trynna play my game
Don't make sense how these hoes can change
Driving fast in a brand new range
Shut the top in the pouring rain
Woke up feeling made for this
Had to switch it up ain't no basic shit
Gotta get a grip, you can't handle this
Heavy cap when my crop is lit
Benz white body, white Ducati, both them really snow
I'm 19 similar to a fan of these niggas, how then he's gon blow
And shit got real when I lost my dm
Till this day, I never felt so cold
But I came out the Darko and no boss
I never looked back, it's the life I chose
I still need my face even though drugs gon' leave me broken
I send out the vibes but still my door is never open
Told me hold her close but still I think I need some distance
I need some advice but I'm just not the type to listen
No I'm not the type to party (woo)
Better if she give up her body (ah)
I got her gassed up off the molly (woo)
She hold the bull like a trolley (ah)
She on the Xtasy
She started taking drugs, her only vibe
Told her on the plugs so come and try
No entity you can't trick
And in my city no Kendrick
Need drugs girl, I got your scrap
Make your husband, no kick flip
From the dirt I had to grow
Yeah that's flower power
No bet, she a botanist
See the green, she want all of it
My boy Mason he rocking my job
Background you can get shoutout to yawl
My son tasting on me I go chao
Aunt x saw me and fly like a feather
And this broke boy Laine's trynna mess with me
But I'm gon' clean it up
When they catch their mom, even had that bomb
At the back of the cyber truck
I still need my face even though drugs gon' leave me broken
I send out the vibes but still my door is never open
Told me hold her close but still I think I need some distance
I need some advice but I'm just not the type to listen
No I'm not the type to party (woo)
Better if she give up her body (ah)
I got her gassed up off the molly (woo)
She hold the bull like a trolley (ah)
She on the Xtasy
She started taking drugs, her only vibe
Told her on the plugs so come and try (try)
I send out the vibes but still my door is never open
Told me hold her close but still I think I need some distance
I need some advice but I'm just not the type to listen
No I'm not the type to party (woo)
Better if she give up her body (ah)
I got her gassed up off the molly (woo)
She hold the bull like a trolley (ah)
She on the Xtasy
She started taking drugs, her only vibe
Told her on the plugs so come and try
She trynna play my game
Don't make sense how these hoes can change
Driving fast in a brand new range
Shut the top in the pouring rain
Woke up feeling made for this
Had to switch it up ain't no basic shit
Gotta get a grip, you can't handle this
Heavy cap when my crop is lit
Benz white body, white Ducati, both them really snow
I'm 19 similar to a fan of these niggas, how then he's gon blow
And shit got real when I lost my dm
Till this day, I never felt so cold
But I came out the Darko and no boss
I never looked back, it's the life I chose
I still need my face even though drugs gon' leave me broken
I send out the vibes but still my door is never open
Told me hold her close but still I think I need some distance
I need some advice but I'm just not the type to listen
No I'm not the type to party (woo)
Better if she give up her body (ah)
I got her gassed up off the molly (woo)
She hold the bull like a trolley (ah)
She on the Xtasy
She started taking drugs, her only vibe
Told her on the plugs so come and try
No entity you can't trick
And in my city no Kendrick
Need drugs girl, I got your scrap
Make your husband, no kick flip
From the dirt I had to grow
Yeah that's flower power
No bet, she a botanist
See the green, she want all of it
My boy Mason he rocking my job
Background you can get shoutout to yawl
My son tasting on me I go chao
Aunt x saw me and fly like a feather
And this broke boy Laine's trynna mess with me
But I'm gon' clean it up
When they catch their mom, even had that bomb
At the back of the cyber truck
I still need my face even though drugs gon' leave me broken
I send out the vibes but still my door is never open
Told me hold her close but still I think I need some distance
I need some advice but I'm just not the type to listen
No I'm not the type to party (woo)
Better if she give up her body (ah)
I got her gassed up off the molly (woo)
She hold the bull like a trolley (ah)
She on the Xtasy
She started taking drugs, her only vibe
Told her on the plugs so come and try (try)
Credits
Writer(s): Shayan Vessal, Austin Grant
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