Chorus:
Cause I have all the time
To say what’s on my mind/
I feel like a Gothie
Shallow in disguise/
The club is vibey, sweet mix that dirty sprite
That b**h from 031 got me feeling like a Zombie
I worked on My Energy Yeah Yeah x8
Verse 1:
They say, now they talk guns in a sticky pan/
They say Tommy is in the land, finna make you dance/
Hennessy in the section/
All my n******gs looking wavy/
We all rooting for the paper/
Yeah Yeah
I need to tell you the truth/
Nobody’s goin get it but you/
Your juice ain’t that sweet, you weak/
My ORA pride is blueprint/
Pop a filter, go blick /
I got so much in the Bay:
Boby faces in the bag/
1 on 1 I’m insane/
I got waters my n******g considered to wash up all that crap away/
The round off’s on your circle be acting like they’ve been with you all the way/
But all they wanna do is match your profits like Fox Brown/
I’m still committed to myself.
Chorus:
Cause I have all the time
To say what’s on my mind/
I feel like a Gothie
Shallow in disguise/
The club is vibey, sweet mix that dirty sprite
That b**h from 031 got me feeling like a Zombie
I worked on My Energy Yeah Yeah x8
Verse 2
Cause I wake up every morning, pray/
I didn’t come a very long, way/
Lost boy, lost boy/
I’m the man, wrong toy/
Count them in, count them in/
Cause everybody wants some views—
Watch out for the n******g busy talking about others with you all the time/
There’s no difference my n******g he’s doing the same thing with you all time/
I’m going IN like venti/
Body body everybody/
Yeah I got the balls, I score them goals you run your mouth I’m valid. Yeah yeah