I don't feel anything

I'm en route to M's

I don't wanna meet your mans

Damn, the air got cold, damn near froze my neck

All that smoke is Zoap, but if they want it, clock it

I tried to go the peaceful route, but it just wasn't no stopping

I had to pour up decent mud to feed my codeine problem

They seen the .40 sticking out my jeans, they want no problems

And she's a 10, and that's for sure, but she gon' eat McDonalds

Right there that little chicken spot around the block she still turned down

She eat me up like I'm some food and I just count up commas

This bitch a slut and now she wanna act like the Dalai Lama

Go fuck my mans, be outstanding

Do your thing however you made it

I stay calm when it go rough, the last thing you should do is panic

This ho gave me her whole head off her shoulders when she sip Henny

When she want some dick, she don't just hit my phone, on bro, she spin

I won't post no bitch, she say, "You on your phone but you can't answer"

I said, "Bitch, you made my bones weak, like you was some damn cancer"

I'm en route to M's

I don't wanna meet your mans

Damn, the air got cold, damn near froze my neck

All that smoke is Zoap, but if they want it, clock it

I tried to go the peaceful route, but it just wasn't no stopping, yeah

Please no photos, I don't feel well

Yeah, I can't tell if it's you or the drugs that's worser for my health

Woah, I gotta scratch this lil' shit off, the bitch said, "Go to hell"

I don't feel anything

How you gon' get it together, you want me forever, but you wouldn't commit at all

I gotta turn this shit up, give a fuck 'bout a slut, I just wanna count up blue bucks

I don't give a fuck about life, my diamonds is white, the bitches is giving Ku Klux

My molly is tinted all white, but the drank is purple, not green, yeah, I'm two drugs deep 'bout ho's

Thought it was gon’ make me feel better, but I'm still not feeling a thing

Penthouse, DTLA, I'm searching, why the hell I still feel numb?

Bad as hell, I fucked a ho real quick, I don't care if she cum

I'm on shit right now, I'm tweaking, this not normally how I run it

I gotta face this shit, I go however it is, however it come

Whatever slide my way I got it, I gotta have faith in myself

I be feeling like shit too much for me, but I still find a way out

I be feeling like I can't muscle it, but I'm flexing shit right now

Woah, when I shouldn't have invested in that bitch, she turned out south

Woah, and that hoe real wicked, she know her pussy hold powers

Slatt, when I touch that ticket, I don’t want no ho's spinnin' around

'Cause, I'm en route to M's

I don't wanna meet your mans

Damn, the air got cold, damn near froze my neck

All that smoke is Zoap, but if they want it, clock it

I tried to go the peaceful route, but it just wasn't no stopping

I had to pour up decent mud to feed my codeine problem

They seen the .40 sticking out my jeans, they want no problems

And she's a 10, and that's for sure, but she gon' eat McDonalds

Right there that little chicken spot around the block she still turned down