Lost It lyrics
by Ugly God
[Pre-Chorus]
I woke up feeling nauseous, you better be cautious
Wet you like a faucet, no I can't take no losses
I got my first check and turned my team into some bosses
You ask me where my mind went, oops I think I lost it
[Chorus]
Get back, I got big rocks in my ear 'cause I got big racks
All these diamonds on me, chandelier, we a mismatch
223's on me I cop that b*tch and blow yo' sh*t back
Everybody copy the wave I want my drip back
[Verse 2]
I be standing out
I'm a country ass n*gga I need a mansion in the south
Oh you like drugs? Open up and put this xanny in yo' mouth
When you at work I f*ck yo' b*tch and get to dancin' in yo' house (can I come over?)
Shut up b*tch, no I can't stand when you around
I be out the way, get my bands and then I'm out
You ain't doing sh*t boy you look stranded on that couch
And when I'm wit' yo' b*tch I take advantage of that mouth (ouch!)
[Pre-Chorus]
I woke up feeling nauseous, you better be cautious
Wet you like a faucet, no I can't take no losses
I got my first check and turned my team into some bosses
You ask me where my mind went, oops I think I lost it
[Chorus]
Get back, I got big rocks in my ear 'cause I got big racks
All these diamonds on me, chandelier, we a mismatch
223's on me I cop that b*tch and blow yo' sh*t back
Everybody on my wave I want my drip back
[Verse 2]
Imma catch you next season
Hop up out that vette wit' that [?] and leave yo' chest bleedin'
I spoke with my ex, but she only heard that check speakin'
Put yo' b*tch titty in my mouth just like I'm breastfeeding (ouu)
Yo' b*tch give me neck now she got whiplash (ouu)
Don't play me yo music 'cause your sh*t trash (ouu)
You see all these diamonds on my wrist flash (ouu)
Hoes on hoes, add it up, quick math (ouu)
[Pre-Chorus]
I woke up feeling nauseous, you better be cautious
Wet you like a faucet, no I can't take no losses
I got my first check and turned my team into some bosses
You ask me where my mind went, oops I think I lost it
[Chorus]
Get back, I got big rocks in my ear 'cause I got big racks
All these diamonds on me, chandelier, we a mismatch
223's on me i cop that b*tch and blow yo' sh*t back
Everybody on my wave I want my drip back
So, can I come over now?
Nah