BLIND AF lyrics

[Intro]
Yea

[Chorus]
I was trippin, didn't listen I was deaf
I was blinded by the love
Hold up, take a second to reflect on what the b*tch had really said
I'm thinkin now it makes sense
Oh that's for real what you meant?
All this opp sh*t you been pulling getting to my head
I'm off roxy, I can't even seem to go to bed
Ex b*tch super toxic, she tell all her friends
The feeling make me nauseous, the inside of me dead
The percs not sitting right
I think I'm about to throw up
Celebrate to my success we bout to pour up
I mix thе Hennessy with pills & add some morе drugs
f*ck some the people in my city, ain't show no love
I know, my demons conversations
They know, damn well that I'm gon make it
They tryna, find a way my soul to take it
I won't, let them, deny the face, I won't

[Verse]
Can't talk I'm in Turks
Money out the ass all this motherf*ckin work
I done put in, sharing damn dividends
With my god damn friends, give 'em cash when they want
Purp marijuana what I pack in the blunt
So much money I can spend it when I want
No not dummy I got money in the front
Oh my, whole lotta hunnids in a month
Bad b*tch wanna dance on the dance floor
I'm just flowing through the cash flow
I got friends, why ya ask tho?
Hold up, you wan do some things up in the bathroom?
She like, "I was bout to ask you"
I got this hoe in the bag ooh
We can barely fit inside the stall, she wan suck it still
Want like 300 droptop's just for fun & thrills
I want a billi in my bank I ain't frontin, chill
Watch me turn this whole rap sh*t to my play field
Oh I ain't mention, I want a mansion
I want a couple bad hoes in there dancing
Watch me do this free sh*t
I ain't cappin
Ima fly off the map, no Aladdin l
This to all the bums listening, am I bragging?
I don't give a f*ck, rhetorical, I ain't asking
I been on the hunt, like Dora I'm tryna catch it
All these b*tches clones, it kinda look like we matching
[Chorus]
I was trippin didn't listen I was deaf
I was blinded by the love
Hold up, take a second to reflect on what the b*tch had really said
I'm thinkin now it makes sense
Oh that's for real what you meant?
All this opp sh*t you been pulling getting to my head
I'm off roxy, I can't even seem to go to bed
Ex b*tch super toxic, she tell all her friends
The feeling make me nauseous, the inside of me dead
The percs not sitting right
I think I'm about to throw up
Celebrate to my success we bout to pour up
I mix the Hennessy with pills & add some more drugs
f*ck some the people in my city, ain't show no love
I know, my demons conversations
They know, damn well that I'm gon make it
They tryna, find a way my soul to take it
I won't, let them, deny the face, I won't