LOST HER MIND

I think she lost her fucking mind
She sippin' on the cup and now she grabbin' on my ice
Mike Amiri on my jeans my hoodie tan but it say it's white
I'm off a shroom do a little more than 65
My vision is extravagant sober I'm inactive with it

But my life don't have no limits I'ma party till it's finished
I might go and buy a car that's worth a house so I can dip up in it
I might buy a Louis bag so I can put a smith up in it Pull it out
POW! I lost my damn clip

Catch me in the pantry I got bread bitch
Yeah I'm feeling like a star I smoked out Texas
Let's meet some aliens I'm tryna test new weapons
I'm in the telly sitting back pouring percentages

I'm doing shit that I don't recommend
I can feel it in my skeleton run the back up no adrenaline
We don't have the same perspective
Im on the moon still have connection
VIP sit in my section
My pupils large can't pay attention

I keep it glocky it's effective he keeping secrets spill intestines
Naughty eat hoes I'm feeling festive flexing up don't get offended
Thumbin blues im paper shredding
Acting wild and reckless

I think she lost her fucking mind
She sippin' on the cup and now she grabbin' on my ice
Mike Amiri on my jeans my hoodie tan but it say it's white
I'm off a shroom do a little more than 65
My vision is extravagant sober I'm inactive with it

But my life don't have no limits I'ma party till it's finished
I might go and buy a car that's worth a house so I can dip up in it
I might buy a Louis bag so I can put a smith up in it

I think I lost my fucking mind

Looking dead I'm just high
Yeah hit by the waves from the big high tide
I can still take your bitch in seven seconds like a vine
We gon' have to get him up out the way if he outta line

Way too many rocks up on her wrist that's why I'm not on time
I'm on drugs I'm never sober looking around it's a little more bright
I'm going faster and faster I almost crashed okay I see the signs
(Okay)



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