[Chorus]

I′m cursing my sight

Can't see your face I′m rolling high

Why you peep on shit on my scar

New face on field I'm rocking high

I got rocks on my lips I decide

Got no feel on my lips I'm talking high

I am not what you want I decide

How I see how I fuck on feeling high

[Verse 1]

Pop a feel let me see I reach high

I got nun on my side I′m crushing hard

Mannequin on my face I fuck lies

I can′t talk shit I'm done on keeping lies

I′m just walking on clouds on roof top

Got my gin on my tonic killed this night

Sex appeal why you do that shit now

Babe I'm working on future work at night

Yo get to the point I feel sick

In my zone I block off my feel

Pharmacy in front of my seat

I feel move in a freeze I feel sick

Why you talking I′m not focusing

I feel riding on hill backing seat

Bubble eyes til I blast off my tease

I been cursing my sight til I see

I'm not focusing on your shit high

I feel like I′m freed out

I can't talk on shit peace high

I work on my spirit high

Wish me luck I'm in fly high

Reach high and then scream out

Good luck on this kiss

Highkey throw and then spread out

Pop on the brain on guilty

Can′t believe I feel like increase

Curse on my sight in this trip

Pop a feel on trip fucked in scene

Cliche on scene I kill lit

And I′m building my taste on this field

Details on tees on receipt

And I'm tossing a price on my fit

I′m teasing my sense on repeat

I feel out of my brain in this trip

Got no false in my brain you trippin

Why you test on my brain no defeat

I'm pressing on fall I′m reaching

On top my standard richy

A fest on daily routine

Lifestyle on fest I been lit

[Chorus]

I'm cursing my sight

Can′t see your face I'm rolling high

Why you peep on shit on my scar

New face on field I'm rocking high

I got rocks on my lips I decide

Got no feel on my lips I′m talking high

I am not what you want I decide

How I see how I fuck on feeling high

[Verse 2]

I cut that talk in my seat

Feel high I′m not focusing

I keep breathing a sigh in my seat

What you talking I cannot receive

Pop a feel why you acting like kid

Get a grip I can't vibe on your shit

At this point I just pop on my feel

Pop a feel and I block off my feel

I tease and then pop on my brain

I touch on top I succeed

I preach on my brain on my pain

I fuck off shit I been shit

Why you testing on me I can′t feel

Wake up and snap out of feel

I just love shit I make in my taste

I been walking right into deep

I pop in my way in my taste

Like on top like I'm out of reaching

I′m glitching in fest on request

Every day a fest in routine

And I feel on popping cliche

Pull it down I blast off pressing

Receipt on my gift in decade

Pop it off I rest in my seat