Midnight awakin, hyperventilating, drug lapse run around the globe wild goose chasin after 3 number one albums who’da thought I’d still feel amazing, still impatient, still sippin’ on liquor, still rollin them swishers
Now it’s beemers, double parking f*ck pay the meter
In da club on ya couches got paid be here!
On ya girl, rubbin up on my favorite features
I think the visas on me wanna be franklins and mona LISE
JESUS
JESUS
JESUS
Man I might f*ck ‘round lose my mind, I gotta break out I’m on a stakeout, on the farm or ya lake house
Around 3 am dawwg, I was gettin busy in the bathroom stall
They had mamacita Miami eater, put her in a two seater, too bad I couldn’t three-peat her. Need a whole lotta vida before I see the reaper house full of snow buddies putting trees up like it’s Christmas Easter!
Need more steps then a skinny n*gga, got tax on my visa
I know the kids in the flame they don’t trust they believe it
I mean
JESUS
JESUS
JESUS
JESUS
Man I might f*ck ‘round lose my mind, I gotta break out I’m on a stakeout, on the farm or ya lake house
JESUS
JESUS
I mean
JESUS
JESUS
Man I might f*ck ‘round lose my mind, I gotta break out I’m on a stakeout, on the farm or ya lake house
JESUS
JESUS
I mean
JESUS
JESUS
I might f*ck ‘round lose my miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind (JESUS)