Losing Myself

(Bitch)

Blicks out (It's Surreal Gang)

Know we bought them sticks out, yeah

Withdrawals, I need another sip now, yeah

Drank drop, spilling Tris all on the Ricks, yeah, huh

Pissed off, yeah, my jeans still got rips yeah (Ha-ha, bitch)

I keep on losing myself, yeah

I said, "I love you," but I don't love no one else

Ha, I'm blowing that thrax, bae, you can tell by the way it smell

When I die, I'm going to hell

Where the drank? I need me a seal

Do you love me? It's hard to tell (Bitch)

I did this shit on my own

I'm trappin' hard, that's why I got two phones

Pop Percs 'til I'm too gone

Watch me count racks on a futon

Money tall like King Kong

I can tell when it's so wrong

Up in hell, gotta move on

Can't smell, that's too strong

He wanna talk, then lower your tone

You really fucked up with no hoes

We sent them Pint scripts out to Soho, yeah

Don't really wanna go home

Take a backwood, hop out the four-door

I spent a band plus on this four-door

Haha, fake tabs got my eyes low

Hittin' it good, she hittin' them high notes (It's Surreal Gang)

Haha, MAC-10s, Dracs, we came with the big shit

I got some Wockhardt in my cup and on my lips and she wanna kiss it

She saw the cup and she wanna drink it

I saw the money and I had to get it

I sent my heart up high in the ceilin'

Don't wanna talk if it ain't 'bout business

Blicks out (Hahaha!)

Know we bought them sticks out, yeah

Withdrawals, I need another sip now, yeah

Drank drop, spilling Tris all on the Ricks, yeah, huh

Pissed off, yeah, my jeans still got rips yeah (Ha-ha, bitch)

I keep on losing myself, yeah

I said, "I love you," but I don't love no one else

Ha, I'm blowing that thrax, bae, you can tell by the way it smell

When I die, I'm going to hell

Where the drank? I need me a seal

Do you love me? It's hard to tell (Bitch)