WASTED
*Coughing*
Uh-ugh
Ugh
I'm on that–
I'm on that–
I'm on that–
Ugh, ugh
Ugh (Fuck is you talm' 'bout?)
I'm off that mud, no, I can't feel my face (Woah)
I know you worried 'bout a nigga, bae (Ugh)
Can't trip 'bout shit, lil' bitch, I check my laces (Trip 'bout, trip ‘bout shit)
I drown myself in racks, that money wasted
What in the fuck are we doing, bitch?
Spacecoupe, yeah it skates, woah
I was gon' fuck that lil' bitch but I pass, she ain't my taste, woah (No)
'Fore I ate my fit up but I swear I'll say my grace, woah
Oh my God, I came through wildin', feel like Steve, can't see nobody
Rich like i'm Roddy, aye, bitch, yeah it's my time, aye
Okay, yeah it's my time, aye, ugh, fuck a hoe, get paid
Ugh, it's backwood, I'm faded, I'ma throw no shade
I know Go don't miss, I'ma hit you when I aim (Pow)
And I feel like the blueprint, bitch, I feel like I'm Jay Z
You know you gotta move me bitch, that's how to persuade me
Treat you niggas like my Yung Bruh, shoutout Lil Tracy
Been on this since I was young, bro no nigga made me
Pull off in a UFO, Lil' Go, yeah, he a alien
Damn, he can't take my spot, nigga yeah, take it back
Somebody get they thot, she's a bop, she's so nasty
We won’t send no shots, we will put it to your head (Pow)
I'm off that mud, no, I can't feel my face (Woah)
I know you worried 'bout a nigga, bae (Ugh)
Can't trip 'bout shit, lil' bitch, I check my laces (Trip 'bout, trip ‘bout shit)
I drown myself in racks, that money wasted
What in the fuck are we doing, bitch?
Spacecoupe, yeah it skates, woah
I was gon' fuck that lil' bitch but I pass, she ain't my taste, woah (No)
'Fore I ate my fit up but I swear I'll say my grace, woah
'Fore I ate my fit up but I swear I'll say my grace, woah
