Ftw lyrics

[Intro]
Why you causin' havoc?

[Verse]
Thinkin I might die
Contemplating suicide
Stayin high
Floating like a feather
High up in the sky
f*ck a lie
I stay one hunnid all the f*ckin time
Xanax on my f*ckin mind
Empty cup teeth stained with wine
Hold up bring it back
Double cup it’s stacked
That’s a fact
Put me on the map
Told my bro f*ck all the cap
Runnin round these rappers and I’m doin laps
In the trap
Posted with a gat
Flyer than a bat
And I’m smokin on that octane
Right hand on the blade
And a backwood in my left mane
Not sane and that’s something you can bet
Twisted off the ganja that’s a medicated debt
Yeah