Back on drugs

I'm out of my mind, i'm back on the drugs
If I drop an album i'm changing the world
If I drop an album i'm taking your girl
These little ass niggas get no pape
This money be talking, I hear what's it's saying
I'm still hearing voices ayy ayy
Unlimited bitches, unlimited choices
I got Chanel still sending invoices

And I got yo bitch still on my dick
I go to the mall and I fuck off yo rent
If you try to take something you getting blicked
I'm sipping this shit
I never get sick
She sucking my dick
My shirt getting drenched
Big stupid bitch
Big stupid risk
And i'm wit some big stupid clips
Get hit in your shit for talking slick
Fuck nigga do not get hurt
You can get put on a shirt
You can get put in a hearse

You can get put in the dirt
All of my money it twerk
I do not live on Earth
Die for my brothers I merched
Imma big dog this my turf
These are real guns it's not nerf
All I do is put in this work
Dripping on bitches I surfed

Bitch could call me Slerk
This bitch want me to be hers
I flex on these niggas i'm first and they third
I shit on these niggas i'm laying a turd

Getting them bands fast
Then I do the dash
Twelve stay on my ass
Leave they ass in the past
She do a handstand
I am a bad man
This is ya last chance
Do not get fanned man

Do not get fanned down
Where is my damn crown
She pull my pants down
Smoking a damn pound
Can't get a handout
You can't get shit yeah
I need a bussdown on my wrist yea
I'm putting Goyard on my bitch yea
(Flex)

Money bags on me, money bags & marni
Don't give a damn bout damn parties
They flexed on my name but saying sorry
You switched on the gang but saying sorry
Bitch you cannot hang you go out sorry