[Chorus]
I don't know myself, I restarted my name
The reason why I'm doin' drugs, they keepin' me sane
Better keep your head down when you walkin' my way
She don't wanna listen, but I got a lot to say
Got a lot to say, got a lot to say
She don't wanna listen, but I got a lot to say
Got a lot to say, got a lot to say
She don't wanna listen, but I got a lot to say
[Verse]
I got a rack, she tryna reach up in my bankroll
Yeah, was too geeked up last night, ain't got no clue how I got home
I got some MDMA in my system, wasn't in the right mind, that's why I kissed her
I'm fuckin' her raw, tryna fill her liver, got her crawlin' the walls like a caterpillar
She know my grip, so I'm takin' her out
She will never leave me, no doubt
Got brand-new racks comin' in every day
Put things to the left like Beyoncé
I can't get enough of all your love, feelin' like a fiend
I got valet openin' up my door, they always wait on me
Just threw ten thousand rolls in the middle of the street, it feel like Manchester City
I finger this bitch with my diamond ring on, her pussy shinin' pretty
She don't know who I am, yeah
I don't know who I am
Don't be mad, I'm doin' the best I can
Left first, but I'll be right back again
I don't know myself, I restarted my name
The reason why I'm doin' drugs, they keepin' me sane
Better keep your head down when you walkin' my way
She don't wanna listen, but I got a lot to say
Got a lot to say, got a lot to say
She don't wanna listen, but I got a lot to say
Got a lot to say, got a lot to say
She don't wanna listen, but I got a lot to say
[Verse]
I got a rack, she tryna reach up in my bankroll
Yeah, was too geeked up last night, ain't got no clue how I got home
I got some MDMA in my system, wasn't in the right mind, that's why I kissed her
I'm fuckin' her raw, tryna fill her liver, got her crawlin' the walls like a caterpillar
She know my grip, so I'm takin' her out
She will never leave me, no doubt
Got brand-new racks comin' in every day
Put things to the left like Beyoncé
I can't get enough of all your love, feelin' like a fiend
I got valet openin' up my door, they always wait on me
Just threw ten thousand rolls in the middle of the street, it feel like Manchester City
I finger this bitch with my diamond ring on, her pussy shinin' pretty
She don't know who I am, yeah
I don't know who I am
Don't be mad, I'm doin' the best I can
Left first, but I'll be right back again
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