You wanna scream and shout They only come out at night She said I can't slow down If I wanted to We live for this shit, yeah We truly do I know you do Oh, I know you do I know you do too

I pulled up in some shit that make yo bitch go crazy (skrt, skrt) I ain't gotta like her pics, she know a nigga wavy (hey, hey) Ice, water on my wrist that's why these niggas hate me (water, splash) Gotta keep a strap, can't let these niggas play me Ice,

See the flick of my wrist What the fuck is that sound Now every time they play this song she say "this is my shit" And I know she know what's up baby this is my shit In my bag now, in my bag now Brought the mac out nigga sat down I got shit I never had

Ocean views, small circle it’s the chosen few I wrote it down and I followed through I bought a pound and we rolled a few I talk shit but she know its true Blessings, bitches in my section Young with all this money, I’m obsessive, weapons Turnin’ off

Take you to the mall and get you a new outfit She rode it like a soldier I say bounce that shit like woah Yeah, bounce that shit like woah This is not a fairytale, I already know how you like it Girl that's just some child's play Bounce that shit like,

Do my dance on your dick, ooh you know you love this shit. Do my dance on your chick, ooh you know she love the dick. Fuck it, fuck it right boy Do my dance on your dick, ooh you know you love this shit. Do my dance on your chick, ooh you know she love

Fashion shit check, cashing shit check I ain’t talkin’ Nike when I’m talkin’ ‘bout a check Bought your girl some Nikes when she asked me ‘bout a check Rap shit check, foreign shit check Realest nigga in it, already know Got trapper of the year 4 times in

I've been living in my anxiety Face flushed down this train again Somebody, call a doctor, better call the doctor Chasing problems in my head Everybody says that I'm losing my shit I should calm down, but you know I can't quit Yeah, yeah, yeah I woke up

Ain't got time for no hoes, I been on some other shit Tryna get my mother rich, tryna get my brothers rich Last night I didn't come home, my bitch probably think I was cheating She don't even know, I was sleepin' on the low They tryna ride my wave, I had

I'm out of control, My girl don't want me 'cause of my dirty laundry, And I think that she knows, With all of this money they all want something from me, It's starting to show, I'm out of control I can't lie no more, Man I can't see shit in the