Playboi Carti - Lost (Prod. Ethereal) lyrics

[Intro] I'm not getting geeked I'm getting lost I wrap them up, I ship them off, I'm like a boss Can't you see the cloud that I'm on Got a bad a** b**h from New York [Verse 1] Smoke kush I can't f** with Newports In a foreign coupe, k**ing n***as no insurance I'm the realest I can show you how to do this Smoking, drinking penicillin deadest n***a living b**h you know I'm in it Mercedes Benz got lady friends They adore a n***a They some who*es n***a I let my boys in them Feeling like that n***a I feel like that n***a n***a tried to jack my swag I'm feeling this n***a But b**hes know you ain't young Carti I'm telling you n***a Damn [Hook] I'm not getting geeked I'm getting lost I'm not getting geeked I'm getting lost I'm not getting geeked I'm getting lost Bad a** b**h from New York I'm not getting geeked I'm getting lost I'm not getting geeked I'm getting lost Can't you see the cloud that I'm on I'm not getting geeked I'm getting lost I'm not getting geeked I'm getting lost [Verse 2] Hundred thousand b**hes boy you know we get it You stalking all these hoes, we pay no attention I'm counting C-notes Can't smoke no rello's because I'm different I'm working my wrists Filet mignon with your b**h I'll pipe her down with the dick She calm me down with the head when I'm sitting at work My phone chirping like a b**h I spilled lean on my shirt I'm out here grinding shawty while your n***as pockets are hurt Before my hoe says Carti she better say sir It's money to be made Can't a n***a face All she do is face Yellow diamonds keep a hoe thirsty like lemonade It's money to be made Getting top up in the coupe She loose My sprite mixed up with goop I'm loose You f**ed that b**h? Me too