Lyrics

Can't remember what day it is Don't even know the week (Nah) I can feel my stomach cavin' in Off the molly grindin' my teeth (Yeah) Off the Molly, reach the peak Do you feel me now? (Yeah) Packs came in, flipped a hundred thou' If the opps knock in, I'ma knock 'em out Look, but you can't touch when I'm walking now (Yeah) Keep a silencer for the niggas stayin' loud (Ah) I pop off like a switch, I'ma shut it down Lifestyle shit, bitch, I'ma burn the whole house (Yeah) So you better not come round (Yeah) I ain't making it easy Foot on the gas, think I got this shit leakin' I'm so metal, they say that I'm creepy They don't get me, but they still be peakin' I've grown tough, lil' bitch you a weakling I'ma poke a hole, yeah, I got this ship sinkin' All those fake waves over there, you can keep 'em Fuck the fake friends, they dead, I don't need 'em I be counting dead men while I'm sleepin' (Sleepin') I swear it's only dead men I've been seein' (I've been seein') The money and drugs be my only reason (My only reason) Forget what I said when I was geekin' (Yeah, I was geekin') Can't remember what day it is (No) Don't even know the week (No) I can feel my stomach cavin' in (Yeah) Off the molly grindin' my teeth (Yeah) Off the Molly, reach the peak Do you feel me now? (Yeah) Packs came in, flipped a hundred thou' If the opps knock in, I'ma knock 'em out (Yeah) Look, but you can't touch when I'm walking now Keep a silencer for the niggas stayin' loud I pop off like a switch, I'ma shut it down Lifestyle shit, bitch, I'ma burn the whole house (Yeah) So you better not come round (Yeah) Uh, uh, uh Yeah, yeah Yeah, ah, ah
Writer(s): Javier Mercado, Mya Mimi, Joseph Dagbe, Corey Emmanuel Ben Job Kerr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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