HEALING lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, baby, I don't got feelings (Feel)
It's a codeine cup and a big ass blunt, oh yeah, that's how I'm healing (Yeah)
I done got like way too big, yeah, I gotta move out the building (Oh yeah)
This year, I got too damn rich, I count up too many millions (Yeah, yeah)
Everything foreign, my clothes, my whip, my b*tch, yeah, she Brazilian (Yeah)
Sippin' on blood, can't feel sh*t
Young Vamp Life, Baby Money kill sh*t (Baby Money, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Shawty not playin' no more, and she dropped in the spot, and she dropped them clothes, yeah (Woo)
She say she not young no more, she ain't rockin' Balenci', them play-play clothes, okay (Woo)

[Verse 1]
Lamer than a broke b*tch, somethin' I hate
Take her to Aspen, she ski for the day (Yeah, yeah)
Your b*tch see me, she get wet, okay (Yeah)
If she want some water, then I got a lake
Yeah, if she wanna ride, I tell her, "Let's skate" (Skate)
And I'm clutchin' my Glock, this sh*t ain't safe (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm way too high, I've lost my brain
Yeah, I'm on a whole new planet today (Yeah)
The coat Japanese, but my swag Italian
It's fly if I pop it, it's me, I'm stylin'
I bet she ain't tell you she came with some mileage
Shawty, she been a lil' freak, she wildin' (Yeah)
I broke her off for a couple thousands (Thousand, yeah)
I like to kick sh*t, Ronda Rousey (Kick sh*t, Ronda Rousey, yeah)
Baby, I can't even feel sh*t (Can't even feel sh*t)
Gotta keep you close, can't let you know
Oh, yeah, that's how I'm healing (That's how I'm healing)
[Bridge]
Baby Money, Baby Money (Yeah, oh yeah)
Baby Money, Baby Money (YVL)
Baby Money, Baby Money

[Chorus]
Yeah, baby, I don't got feelings
It's a codeine cup and a big ass blunt, oh yeah, that's how I'm healing (Double O)
I done got like way too big, yeah, I gotta move out the building (Yeah)
This year, I got too damn rich, I count up too many millions (Yeah, yeah)
Everything foreign, my clothes, my whip, my b*tch, yeah, she Brazilian (Yeah, yeah)
Sippin' on blood, can't feel sh*t (Yeah)
Young Vamp Life, Baby Money kill sh*t (Uh)

[Post-Chorus]
Shawty not playin' no more, she dropped in the spot, and she dropped them clothes (Yeah, woo)
She say she not young no more, she ain't rockin' Balenci', them play-play clothes, okay (Woo)

[Verse 2]
I said I'm not playin' no more, I laced up my boots, I'm ready to go, okay (Yeah, woo)
First, I got it then load it, then I just went and put on all my bros, okay (Yeah, woo)
Shawty gon' speak when she eat, she eat, I hop in that pus*y and go straight to sleep (Sleep)
Hop on that beat and I ride, shawty gon' hop on that di*k 'cause she ride, she skeet (Yeah)
Money, I'm wearin' disguise, yeah, I'm outside with the Five, lil' b*tch, this the team (Yeah)
Yeah, the vegetarian guys, them n*ggas don't want no motherf*ckin' beef (Yeah)
Yeah, Celine my jeans, b*tch, I'm way too clean, no dirt on me (Yeah)
Timezone switch on me, I've been up all night, can't get no sleep (Uh, yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, baby, I don't got feelings (Feel, uh)
It's a codeine cup and a big ass blunt, oh yeah, that's how I'm healing (Yeah, yeah)
I done got way too big, yeah, I gotta move out the building (Yeah)
This year, I got too damn rich, I count up too many millions (Yeah)
Everything foreign, my clothes, my whip, my b*tch, yeah, she Brazilian (Yeah, she Brazil— Money)
Sippin' on blood, can't feel sh*t (Yeah)
Young Vamp Life, Baby Money kill sh*t (Kill, YVL)

[Outro]
YV' (Woo, woo)
Love Lasts Forever, Top Floor