That shit okay with you?

I've been killing my brain

But it's something to do (Yeah)

I'm way too high to talk right now, so I can't bang with you

But when I die, just lay me down

You know I'm gang with you (Bi'-bi')

Might split my—, yeah

Might split my brain in two

Momma know I'm medicated

3.5, with a strain of boof (Yeah)

****, we outside, so fuck this town, I don't got a thing to do

Might waste my time

****, spin around, what you tryna get into? (Get into)

I love my drugs Designer, but I ain't gon' pick and choose

I would say I'm feeling lighter, but I got something to prove (Something to prove)

They said I'm tryna make this sound, and there's this thing with you

I might just cry the feelings out

I ain't tryna think it through

All I need money in this bitch, ****, know I staying true

I don't need no team to ball right out

Might get that Bentley coupe

Give me my trophy, mixing potions, now I'm out the roof

I need my bitch, lil' bro, don't trip, but I still get the blue

I swear lil' bro, I'm cool

That shit okay with you?

I've been killing my brain

But it's something to do (Yeah)

I'm way too high to talk right now, so I can't bang with you

But when I die, just lay me down

You know I'm gang with you (Bi'-bi')

Might split my—, yeah

Might split my brain in two

Momma know I'm medicated

3.5, with a strain of boof (Yeah)

****, we outside, so fuck this town, I don't got a thing to do

Might waste my time

****, spin around, what you tryna get into? (Get into)

(You seem lost, the forest holds secrets beyond comprehension)

(Yeah)