Skrrt
I just got Forgiato for the wheel, niggas know what it is
I'm not in competition with you niggas, and, no, I did not do this for a bizz
I'm on my own, I was strugglin' every weekend, but I made it, my nigga, I'm strong (I'm strong)
And I'm goin' with the baddest of bitches, I point at your bitch and I'm takin' her home
I don't care what they say, gotta stay on my waist, on my chain how you feel, yeah
I don't know what to say, I was still on the wait even after the deal
That's the nigga in me, I got a habit of keepin' it P
I got a habit of fuckin' this bitch and then givin' her back to the nigga she meet
I got a habit of slidin' with Dracs in the foreign with pill bottles under the seat
I got a habit of-, I got a have it 'cause I don't know how to let anything be
Like, all of my exes got niggas, but if they want babies, them bitchеs gon' have 'em with me
Gеt me a king or a queen, after I get what I need, then it's back to the streets
Too many diamonds all on me to worry 'bout these thotties all on me
I got to chat again, I'm on some better shit
I took a flight to the ages who fuck on the bitch who was celibate
Got my pin requisite, if I'ma do it, I'm doin' it excellent
I got a shooter, he shoot like, "brrt"
He heaven-sent, back to this Drac', I been sippin' this medicine
Back to this bitch who been givin' immaculate head, or puttin' up, ain't no ho
Baby like, "why you got all that jewelry?" I just put my pain on froze
And the bros, no matter what, I'm never turnin' on those
Yo, I'm peepin' outside talkin' all that shit
Pulled up with a stick now it's curtains closed
Now, I don't know
Why you do the things you do, you be doin' the most
Gotta watch the way I move, they want my soul
They want control of me
Got a pint and I'm sippin' it slowly
In the bed and I'm hittin' a four-piece (knick-knock)
Now, I don't know
Why you do the things you do, it keep me goin'
Pull it back and forward, with you it's just a no
Got me fuckin' up my plans when I did all that I can
But I won't do that again, I'm too gone
(I got so much pain in this bottle right now, I'm motherfuckin' passin' out)
I'm too gone
(Need to get— I just wanna get that shit one more time)
I'm too gone (I am too gone)
I'm too gone (I am too gone)
I'm too gone (I am too gone)
Yeah, I'm too gone
Long ways, damn, I love when you dress like that
Know I don't like when you act like that
Ain't in front of ones, don't call me back
Got up out my bad then go hard, they can't count me out
Probably think I ran out, but I'm sittin' too up, can't drag me down
Whole place go up, I appeal to the crowd
I just want all your love, baby, I'm not a clown
Don't wanna be alone inside of this Bentley
Whole lot of dirtbikes, whole lot of Benjis
I'm just tryna have fun 'cause the danger been near me
She wanna bottle and I wanna— shh
Shawty a model but come from the slums
Every piece of her body I'm puttin' my tongue
I'm just tryna recharge 'cause I want one more turn
Now, I don't know
Why you do the things you do, you be doin' the most
Gotta watch the way I move, they want my soul
They want control of me
Got a pint and I'm sippin' it slowly
In the bed and I'm hittin' a four-piece (knick-knock)
Now, I don't know
When you do the things you do, it keep me goin'
Pull it back and forward, with you it's just a no
Got me fuckin' up my plans when I did all that I can
But I won't do that again, I'm too gone
(I got so much pain in this bottle right now, I'm motherfuckin' passin' out)
I'm too gone
(Need to get— I just wanna get that shit one more time)
I'm too gone
(Don't throw that lean out, my nigga, pissin' me the fuck off)
I'm too gone
I'm too gone
Oh, yeah, I'm too gone
When you do the things you do, it keep me goin'
Got me fuckin' up my plans
But I won't do that again, I'm too gone