[Chorus: Jace!]
Been tryna get back in that mode, I just been losing control
I be like, "God protect my soul," some shit I don't know
I just been back to back on Roxy pills
They tryna tell me Roxy kills
They tryna walk me down, get me knocked off, hate how that feel
They tryna walk me down, get me knocked off, hate how that feel
7.62 knock his top off, he killed
It's real, for real, real spill
Watch his drop, I'm high rise and then I'm with his thot
Got rich just in time, I'm on the clock
Just in time, I'm on the dot
And it's lil' Glock on top
[Verse 1: Jace!]
She giving me brain but she ain't smart
Want me to stay, gotta play her part
He finna get his head popped like a Pop-Tart
She get dropped off in a drop top
AK make him jump like hopscotch
I'm the biggest bird and y'all not
Pulled out two racks, I'm with a foreign thot
And I threw that shit on her ass
Smoking on dope, no I can't pass
Man threw his career away, that boy got passed
Throw his new shit in the trash, none of that shit was hard
I got my gun, won't let down on my guard
That boy broke as hell in a smart car
Sippin' on Tris, this shit ain't par
I'll never be a retard
Big racks in a Louis V bag
Never thought I'd make it this far
I done pulled off like too fast
Bad bitch say I'm too rad
[Chorus: Jace! & 1dada4ever]
Been tryna get back in that mode, I just been losing control
I be like, "God protect my soul," some shit I don't know
I just been back to back on Roxy pills
They tryna tell me Roxy kills
They tryna walk me down, get me knocked off, hate how that feel
They tryna walk me down, get me knocked off, hate how that feel
7.62 knock his top, off, he killed
It's real, for real, real spill
Watch it drop, I'm high rise and then I'm with his thot
[Verse 2: 1dad4ever]
I just touched down in the H
Bitch, I'm sippin' on Dry
Yeah, I'm sippin' on Dry
Always keep my bullets by my side
Bitch, I keep that plastic by my side
Bird season general, I'm so high
We bailing out, don't waste a lot
I'm tryna tell myself I don't need it
How the fuck I'm posed to do it sober when I'm fighting my demons?
How the fuck I'm posed to feel when I'm finna lose my mind, girl?
I don't know what I'd do without you if you wasn't mine, girl
I should shed my tears, let 'em out and then maybe I'll feel
We came back from the field, baby
Is that my McLeezy, baby?
How the fuck I'm posed to feel when I'm finna lose my mind, girl?
How the fuck I'm posed to feel when you wasting all my time, girl?
I should shed my tears, let 'em out and then maybe I'll feel
You just gotta keep it real
I just wanna keep you near
[Outro / Chorus: Jace & 1dada4ever]
Been tryna get back in that mode, I just been losing control
I be like, "God protect my soul," some shit I don't know
I just been back to back on Roxy pills
They tryna tell me Roxy kills
They tryna walk me down, get me knocked off, hate how that feel
They tryna walk me down, get me knocked off, hate how that feel
7.62 knock his top, off, he killed
It's real, for real, real spill
Watch his drop