Fuck it, more ones My life is a mess My life is a mess of happiness, lust, sex, obsession, desire with no love My nights is a mess I guess, my bae is obsessed My side bitch possessed, my wifey careless But fuck it, more ones She don't believe in ghosts

They know I got cash, I ain't gotta brag no more (woo, woo, woo, what?) I'm playin' with the money, I just might go snatch the boat (I just might go snatch the boat) I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag is close (bag is close) I don't want your