Yes, no, maybe I'm sorry for talking crazy Don't do this to me, baby (But I ain't really tripping if you ain't tryna come back Fuck that, you can stay wherever you at) (I just wanna know, are you playing games with my heart? Could've sworn that you

Put 'em on up, and turn them thangs upside down Said put 'em on up, and turn them thangs upside down (What?) Upside down (what?) Upside down Fuck it up! And turn them thangs upside down Yeah! Aight Bigg Dogg It's 'bout that time You got a cup or bottle

Had this dream that I woke up in a 'Rari Can't fuck with you niggas, I'm sorry I'm too fly, I spread my wings and I'm soaring Used to trap them birds, now I'm fly like a bird Wassup Pablo? What's poppin? You got them birds? D-low?

Get back motherfucker! You don't know me like that! (Get back motherfucker! You don't know me like that!) Yeek yeek woop woop! why you all in my ear?! Talking a whole bunch of shit That I ain't trying to hear! Yeek yeek woop woop! I ain't playing around!

Fuck him he's a DJ All night long he's got the beat He playing that song it works for me Ah ha ha ha I I I I am losing time As you're feeding me this hot track I I I know what I've got on

Numbing me up, yeah, numbing me up, aye Back from the dead like I'm Jesus Skip to the next track if you think that we are facetious Ruby da Cherry ripe for the season $uicideboy$, yeah, we still breathin' (aah!) I'm the black sheep of this music industry

How'd I get so faded? You don't have to love me, love me But you gon' have to fuck with me Yung God when I ride up Not too many that can fuck with me Never hung up on the bullshit I can't afford that type of luxury I'm boutta' do a show in Paris I swear

I'm a born sinner But I die better than that, swear You were always where I needed you to be Whether you were there or not there (I was there) I was born sinning But I live better than that (better tonight) If you ain’t fucking with that I don’t care

I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah The only time I'd ever call you mine When

Sometimes it makes me wanna blow my fuckin head off Sometimes it makes me think the world has gone officially insane Sometimes it makes me wanna go a little mental We celebrate the idiot Pretend that we're so into it Dumb down our intelligence Just to