losing myself
(Bitch)
Blicks out (It's Surreal Gang)
Know we bought them sticks out, yeah
Withdrawals, I need another sip now, yeah
Drank drop, spilling Tris all on the Ricks, yeah, huh
Pissed off, yeah, my jeans still got rips yeah (Ha-ha, bitch)
I keep on losing myself, yeah
I said, "I love you," but I don't love no one else
Ha, I'm blowing that thrax, bae, you can tell by the way it smell
When I die, I'm going to hell
Where the drank? I need me a seal
Do you love me? It's hard to tell (Bitch)
I did this shit on my own
I'm trappin' hard, that's why I got two phones
Pop Percs 'til I'm too gone
Watch me count racks on a futon
Money tall like King Kong
I can tell when it's so wrong
Up in hell, gotta move on
Can't smell, that's too strong
He wanna talk, then lower your tone
You really fucked up with no hoes
We sent them Pint scripts out to Soho, yeah
Don't really wanna go home
Take a backwood, hop out the four-door
I spent a band plus on this four-door
Haha, fake tabs got my eyes low
Hittin' it good, she hittin' them high notes (It's Surreal Gang)
Haha, MAC-10s, Dracs, we came with the big shit
I got some Wockhardt in my cup and on my lips and she wanna kiss it
She saw the cup and she wanna drink it
I saw the money and I had to get it
I sent my heart up high in the ceilin'
Don't wanna talk if it ain't 'bout business
Blicks out (Hahaha!)
Know we bought them sticks out, yeah
Withdrawals, I need another sip now, yeah
Drank drop, spilling Tris all on the Ricks, yeah, huh
Pissed off, yeah, my jeans still got rips yeah (Ha-ha, bitch)
I keep on losing myself, yeah
I said, "I love you," but I don't love no one else
Ha, I'm blowing that thrax, bae, you can tell by the way it smell
When I die, I'm going to hell
Where the drank? I need me a seal
Do you love me? It's hard to tell (Bitch)
Blicks out (It's Surreal Gang)
Know we bought them sticks out, yeah
Withdrawals, I need another sip now, yeah
Drank drop, spilling Tris all on the Ricks, yeah, huh
Pissed off, yeah, my jeans still got rips yeah (Ha-ha, bitch)
I keep on losing myself, yeah
I said, "I love you," but I don't love no one else
Ha, I'm blowing that thrax, bae, you can tell by the way it smell
When I die, I'm going to hell
Where the drank? I need me a seal
Do you love me? It's hard to tell (Bitch)
I did this shit on my own
I'm trappin' hard, that's why I got two phones
Pop Percs 'til I'm too gone
Watch me count racks on a futon
Money tall like King Kong
I can tell when it's so wrong
Up in hell, gotta move on
Can't smell, that's too strong
He wanna talk, then lower your tone
You really fucked up with no hoes
We sent them Pint scripts out to Soho, yeah
Don't really wanna go home
Take a backwood, hop out the four-door
I spent a band plus on this four-door
Haha, fake tabs got my eyes low
Hittin' it good, she hittin' them high notes (It's Surreal Gang)
Haha, MAC-10s, Dracs, we came with the big shit
I got some Wockhardt in my cup and on my lips and she wanna kiss it
She saw the cup and she wanna drink it
I saw the money and I had to get it
I sent my heart up high in the ceilin'
Don't wanna talk if it ain't 'bout business
Blicks out (Hahaha!)
Know we bought them sticks out, yeah
Withdrawals, I need another sip now, yeah
Drank drop, spilling Tris all on the Ricks, yeah, huh
Pissed off, yeah, my jeans still got rips yeah (Ha-ha, bitch)
I keep on losing myself, yeah
I said, "I love you," but I don't love no one else
Ha, I'm blowing that thrax, bae, you can tell by the way it smell
When I die, I'm going to hell
Where the drank? I need me a seal
Do you love me? It's hard to tell (Bitch)
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Writer(s): Romello Robinson, Jasper Johnson
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