Fooll

(Ay i’m fuckin w the swag i’m fuckin with the uhhuhh….)

I cant get no money

I'mma be a rockstar (i'mma be a rockstar)

You lookin at me funny

But i dont know where we are (i dont know where we are)

Lookin at ur face it’s distorted no guitar (distorted no guitar)

Everything is runny

Different colored roses, art (roses art)

I cannot get down from here i’m goin to split up

Most of yo shit could get writ up

I know i’m goin to get slumped

Seein all these red and greens i need a fuckin wood now

I jus want some company and i know that i’m good now

Yeah, yeah like

Ay i’m fuckin stunning (stunning)

Found myself i’m buggin (bugging)

And i know i cannot go back

And im geekin on a friday

I’m trippin it’s on my face

I call that shit the highway

Yeah, ay like

I cant fuckin chit chat

I want me like a big bag

I’m rly nonexistent

You don’t love me i got big swag

Fuck around u get that toe tag

I’m chillin with a big mac

I’m in that muhfuckin whip n im floorin that shit

I cannot fuck with dat lil bitch

I’m doin ok no one’s hit my phone inna lil bit

Fuck a lame i kick it

Please lemme jus hit dis

I jus wanna listen

And im runnin wit da tool

And u know i get away i’m not a fool

And u know i keep da kno i keep dat t-

Ay keep that fuckin tool

Kill that fuckin fool

And i’m runnin wit dat screw ay

And i barely get to rest

Go so far i’m seein text

Stumble right then fuckin left

Bitch i’m really high in here i’m so up in the clouds

I don’t like it quiet bitch i like it loud

Runnin thru the forest smokin on that loud

And i’m way too out my mind i cannot be found

(Way too out my mind i cannot be found)

(Way too out my head i cannot be found)

(Way too out my mind i cannot be found)

(Hey i’m smokin on that loud i cannot be found)

Yeah straight out of the sand im only here to box

Yeah standin on the table goin to the top

Yeah we can’t fuck wit u but i don’t got no opps

Yeah jus get the fuck out bcuz we dont need da cops

We can fall out i don’t care i’m steady livin tho

Don’t come straight to me when u not makin any dough

I don’t wanna start no shit with someone I dont know

I cant do dis shit i rly need to let u

Go

Go straight to my head and

Maybe i’ll end up erased

You got no face no case no place to go yuh

You got no one no sun no space to grow yuh

You got no one ay ay i don’t rly give a fuck

(We could fuck up we could fuck around uhhuh)

(We could fuck up we could fuck around uhhuh)

(We could fuck up we could fuck around)

(We could fuck up we could fuck around oh oh)

Yeah, ay like

I cant fuckin chit chat

I want me like a big bag

I’m rly nonexistent

You don’t love me i got big swag

Fuck around u get that toe tag

I’m chillin with a big mac

I’m in that muhfuckin whip n im floorin that shit

I cannot fuck with dat lil bitch

I’m doin ok no one’s hit my phone inna lil bit

Fuck a lame i kick it

Please lemme jus hit dis

I jus wanna listen