Prozac lyrics

[Verse 1]:
About to get my seamstress to make some toe tags
Raf Simons backpack, only way he hold back
These n*ggas need to calm down, they need some Prozac
Michael Corleone I do 'em like some road rats
He don't sell work no more, these b*tches know that
Out in Copenhagen, she gon' hit the whole sack
Bad b*tch with me they be like, "how you cope with that?"
Bad b*tch with me so cold, I didn't have to bring a coat with that
He ain't go to class, mama had to write a note for that
She ain't got no class, why you even approaching that?

(Hook):
b*tches on my di*k and boy I ain't even notice that
I've been getting money but sh*t I ain't even notice that
I've been selling hundreds of paintings, but I ain't notice that
I've been all around the world about two times, I ain't notice that

[Verse 2]:
Attention when i walk in the room, somethin like a soldier say
I'm bout to let it all out
Somethin like [?] say
She bout to let it all out, something like your ho would say
Lieutenant when i walk in the room
She gon' do what I says cool
Talking that sh*t out the side of his neck, had to put that n*gga in his place
Tried to argue this b*tch and she just like, "I told you bae"
JJ Dyn-O-Mite, you know I'm bout to detonate
Been like this since Coon in the Room
b*tch, I'm high like a witch on a broom
(Hook):
b*tches on my di*k and boy I ain't even notice that
I've been getting money but sh*t I ain't even notice that
I've been selling hundreds of paintings, but I ain't notice that
I've been all around the world about two times, I ain't notice that