Infinite

Tryna pull up come fuck
Ion got time for a bitch I don't love her
Morey been off these drugs
I'm too high purple iced out cup
I'm sleep better wake me up
Been so long how I feel so numb?
Them xans gon' fill her gut
And it hit so bad but it feel so good
She fucked him I know she would
I'm so rich ima make her look
I'm countin' all these bands I could
Got Balenci around my foot
Baby tell me are we understood?
I'm well off you better see
Hope you feel all that jealousy
All alone I'm a better me
Gas on me smell like hella weed
You broke got hella fees
I'm countin' blues and hella cheese
I let my dogs off the leash
I let my dogs out let my dogs out
They leave you fallin' you gon' fall down
You know I'm ballin' I got sauce now
That's her callin' my phone I don't wanna talk now

Yuh I'm better without you
I'm done thinkin' 'bout you
That's shit that I vow to
I been thinkin' like how too
Brotha told me to go make a hit I'm about to
Ya bitch say I sound cool
And I'm so high pour my pint in a Mountain Dew
Ain't no bitch I'll bow to
Got so much gas I smoke out the pound dude

I feel so bad
You fuck with my head I'm gon' fuck yo friend I don't care if you mad
Bitch thats the last time you gon' leave me sad
I'm countin' so much money you don't exist bitch you holding up that bag
I'm going way too fast
I been in that jag
Think I'm too high know I might crash
Yeah I smoke that gas
I'm in the store I'll pop that tag
Won't take shrooms I'll pop that tab

Bitch are we all done?
Take a perc I been off one
I'd be mad if I lost one
Good gas get sauced up
Been so high feel like I fly in a saucer
Big bag I'm bossed up
Can't go rack for rack with me my money taller
You got me fucked up if I call her
Damn