The medicine you crave is overrated Throw it away, throw it away, your world's in disarray Carried away, carried away, oh what a mess you've made Throw it away, throw it away Glass half-empty, fingers numb and cold Nothing's easy when you've lost control

Cause that's how California rolls I'm talkin' 'bout me and you Baby you could be a movie star, hey (in Los Angeles) Get yourself a medical card, yea (in Los Angeles) They do the fingers like red fox (in Los Angeles) You can make it on a light blue box,

Got no friends up next to me, enemies too close Raf Simons on my feet that's why I fucked your ho Middlefingers to my enemies, I stay in my glo You know they're gonna intervene, my niggas do the most Ballin', I'm just on it, I'm just on it Gettin' it,

And when I walked away I left footsteps in the mud so you could follow me But all we knew is that we cared, uh You're so bad at holding water, slips right through your fingers We'd both end up drowning, it would hit the ground And then the path would

No use old girl You may as well surrender Your hopes are getting slender Why won't somebody send a tender blue boy To cheer up little girl blue Sit there and count your fingers What can you do Old girl you're through Just sit there and count your little

Inside my head You're inside my head What do you want from me? Now you got me You won't let go It won't let go Now my fingers bleed Now they're staring at me I'm a coward now

Your medication makes me high Just be patient I'm like a patient trying to find Run your fingers down my spine Your medication makes me high, yeah I fell in love with the sativa

What's yours is mine and what's mine is mine too If you shake my hand better count your fingers What if I do get caught? What if there is no judgment? If I'm right I lose nothing, if you're right I lose it all I ought to get caught because I'm doing

You don't like me I don't like you Middle fingers up Get the-get the fuck up Middle fingers up Crack it, crack it, crack it Put your fists up Crack it, crack it Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh!

I let my fingers do the walking When it's late at night and you're fast asleep I press record, I become a phene And no one else is watching I'm alone now, starin' at the ceiling I'm kinda bored now, I can't sleep And you and me can't make my life