888 Intro - QUE.

Walking in Figures of 8 I hope I'm not too late Figure 8 clouds I'm working things out Clouds looking strange Papercut fingers dancing on the strings If I could see you right now I'd dance just for you when the nightlight goes out Would you dance for me too? I'm counting on you The corner shop closes in under an hour Let's buy too much booze and get drunk in the shower Thinking in figures of 8 and it's easy 'cause I know what it adds up to Every day is the same but you gave me a brand new set of numbers Life's in a different colour Would you dance for me too? We'll make Peppa Pig plasters the coolest new trend I never asked for my childhood to end I'm trapped in my tiny human brain and it's killing me But I'm fine, yeah, I'm alright If I move my hands fast enough, I won't die I'm trapped in my tiny human brain and it's killing me But I'm fine, yeah, I'm alright If I move my hands fast enough, I won't die If I move my hands fast enough, I won't die

My main bitch and my side bitch mad at me I could give two fucks Bout to pour me up some Easter pink I need two cups Roll up dope, say "I smoke too much" Hold up, ho you don't smoke enough Fall back ho you can't go with us Yeah you bad, but ho so what? Too much, stackin' up dough, I got too much Too much, fuckin' up ho, do too much Too much, stuntin' on life, do too much Too much, they say a young nigga do too much They say a young nigga do way too much Roll dope, get high, and don't say too much Stackin' up dough they say I made too much Got a get money gut, like I ate too much I'm gone, roll one up and get blown Both of my bitches, they know what's really goin' on I guess that's why they both pissed at me They call theyselves tryna play tricks on me One bitch wanna post pics of me Man, the other one say I act differently Well, I can give two fucks All I need is two cups To go along with two sluts I don't really want to much Took a bitch out the first night it took her two months Pockets lookin' fatter than a tumor Ruth Chris, blue dolphin, you bitches be eatin' school lunch These G star jeans? They too much Shoes with the wings they too much My Versace frames they too much Any damn thing I do too much I be bumpin' so much, I be drinkin' so much That don't mean shit, I still smack a bitch if I'm sober I just met the bitch but I'll crush the bitch like I knew her I don't hit the club, unless they pay us to show up Probably bout to have another threesome, they say I do it too much It's probably to be another hit Fuckin' up a nigga bitch, doin' too much And I don't even drink lean, but a nigga sippin' two cups Said "she just got 'em done, and her booty next" Is she doin' to much? I came in with a thug, gave a stripper love Then I threw too much Say that she can hang, her and her girls Then the bitch threw up Man, I miss the A too much When I come, I wanna stay too much All the girls that I love say I play too much Life full of sin, can never pray too much