Playboi Carti - Lost lyrics

I'm not getting geeked I'm getting lost I wrap em up I ship em up I'm like a boss Can't see the cloud that I'm on Got a bad a** b**h from New York Smoke kush I can't f** with Newports In a foreign coupe k**ing n***a 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'll do a n***a They some who*es n***a I let my boys in em 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 I'm not getting geeked I'm getting lost [verse 2] Hunned thousand b**hes boy you know we get it You stalking all these hoes you pay no attention Im counting c-notes Can't smoke no rello's cause im different Im working my wrists Fillet me on with your b**h Ill pipe her down with the dick She calm me down with the head when im still in that work My phone chirping like a b**h I spilled lean on my shirt Im out here grinding shawdy while your n***as pockets are hurt Before my hoe says carti she better say sir Its money to be made Can't a n***a face All she do is face Yellow diamonds keep a hoe thirsty like lemonade Its money to be made Getting topped up in the coupe She loose My sprite mixed up with goop Im loose You f**ed that? b**h me too