Lost lyrics

[Intro]
Some mud, sh*t (Yeah)
I wrapped them hoes up, n*gga (Ayy)
Yeah
Uh (On gang)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hello? Uh)

[Verse 1]
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (Lost)
I wrap 'em up, I ship 'em off, I'm like a boss (I'm like a boss, damn)
Can you see the cloud that I'm on? (Can you see the cloud that I'm on?)
Got a badass b*tch from New York (Badass b*tch from New York)
Smoke kush, I can't f*ck with Newports (Smoke kush, I can't f*ck with Newports)
In the foreign coupe, kill a n*gga, no insurance (In the foreign coupe, kill a n*gga, no insurance)
Uh, I'm the realest, I can show you how to do this (Realest out here, realest out here, out here)
Smokin', drinkin' penicillin, deadest n*gga living (Yeah)
b*tch, you know I'm in it, uh (Ayy, ayy)
Mercedes-Benz, got lady friends (Got lady friends)
Uh, they adore a n*gga (Carti)
There's some whores, n*gga (Carti)
I let my boys in them, uh (Yeah)
Feelin' like that n*gga (Yeah, goddamn, yeah)
I feel like that n*gga (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
n*gga tried to jack my swag, I'm fillin' this n*gga (This n*gga)
But, b*tch, just know you ain't Yung Carti, I'm tellin' you, n*gga, damn
(n*gga tried to jack my swag, I'm fillin' this n*gga)
Uh
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost)
Yeah
[Chorus]
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost)
(Lost, lost)
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost)
(Ayy, lost, ayy)
Badass b*tch from New York (Badass b*tch from New York, yeah)
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost)
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (Lost, lost)
Can you see the cloud that I'm on? (Lost, lost)
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (Damn, lost, ayy)
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (Ayy, ayy, ayy, Carti)

[Verse 2]
Hundred thousand b*tches, boy, you know we gettin' it (Ayy)
(You stalkin' all these hoes, you pay no attention)
(Splur, Carti, Carti, damn, yeah)
I'm countin' C-notes
Can't smoke no rello 'cause I'm different (Ayy, damn)
I'm workin' my wrist (Workin' my wrist)
Filet mignon with your b*tch (Your b*tch)
I pipe her down with the di*k (The di*k)
She calm me down with the head (The head)
When I'm sittin' in that work (Sittin' in that work)
My phone chirpin' like a b*tch
I spilled lean on my shirt (Chirp, spilled lean on my shirt)
I'm out here grindin', shawty
While your n*gga's pockets on hurt (Shawty, his pockets on hurt)
Before my ho say "Carti" she better say "Sir" (Carti)
It's money to be made (Carti, yeah)
Can't a n*gga face? (Ayy, face)
All she do is face (Face)
Yellow diamonds keep a ho thirsty like lemonade (Face, ayy)
There's money to be made (Ayy)
Damn, damn
(Damn, Splur)
Gettin' topped up in the coupe (The coupe)
Uh, she loose (She loose)
My Sprite mixed up with goop (With goop)
Uh, I'm loose (I'm loose)
You f*cked that b*tch? Me too (Me too)
Uh, me too (Damn, damn)
(You f*cked that b*tch? Me too)
(I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost)
Ayy, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost)
(Lost, lost)
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost)
(Ayy, lost, ayy)
Got a badass b*tch from New York (Badass b*tch from New York, yeah)
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost)
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (Lost, lost)
Can you see the cloud that I'm on? (Lost, lost)
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost (Uh, uh, damn)
I'm not gettin' geeked, I'm gettin' lost

[Outro]
Ayy, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Carti)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
I'm pourin' up
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