So so and you don't really care Stand alone and you're there all day Some would say you're never really there Although you still take up space I know I know and you know that I know it's a power play I won't recognize you I won't recognize you any more So so and you don't really care Stand alone and you're there all day Some would say you're never really there Although you still take up space I know I know and you know that I know it's a power play And I won't atone take some wild bile Wicked entrees over chant lace fade I'm on a cold slope raking down Where is our receiver Look on the phone You can say what you want Or I'll say what you want Why turn the tape, undertake a weak wall Summon the stone I advocate aiming for the weak wall Summon the stone You can say what you want But you don't know what you want I'll say what you want Now I will say all I will say I won't recognize you I won't recognize you any more

Feel like I'm (brrra) Ay (ooh) Hehe, fucking around, yeah (brrra) Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Ay (what?) Yeah, yeah Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I fucked the game up I drew the game up We do not play bruh In my own lane bruh That bitch is lame bruh You know you is a lame hoe My bitch from over state She gon' come down state What you mean? What you mean? What you mean? Yeah What you mean? What you mean? What you mean? Yeah That's ok, that's ok, that's ok, yeah That's ok, that's ok, that's ok, yeah What you mean? Yeah What you mean? Yeah What you mean? Yeah What you mean? That's ok, that's ok, that's ok, that's ok That's ok, that's ok, that's ok, that's ok What you? Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, pink roses, pink lean Pink Audies, pink beans Pretty foreign, bitch clean And my wrist this breezy Xan up, I'm next You know I'm next Your bitch wanna sex Your bitch want Pink roses, pink lean Pink Audies, they like beans I like bean, I like beans, I like lean (he-hey, oh) Fuck it, yeah Fuck it, yeah Fuck it, yeah Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead