Losing My Mind, Pt.2

Yessir
Take a sip of that, magic potion
secret stuff
Meech
I’m 'vette shoppin'
You back seat hoppin'
You be talkin' like a bitch, you look gay, you need to stop it
Pop a nigga up, right hand, he won’t survive it
I know you feel sick, everywhere I’m the topic
I ain’t never fuck again, you ain’t even my last option
You ain’t wanna see me big, you gon hate what I accomplish
All my niggas, they’ll kill you, fuck I look like boxin'
You know what’s going on if he play he
These guns ain’t for show, you ah really get shot
Get the drop so quick, we done found out his block
Nigga you ain’t come home, so the house caught the shots
Imma say that shit again, play with us you get dropped
I was wastin time with these nothing ass bitches
I had a couple who was used to bein with some broke niggas
nigga slabs, see that’s a go figure
I shoulda left you on read, when you wanted my attention
We was really cool, I thought I knew what you was feelin
No cap you the reason why I don’t trust bitches
I’m up, dawg shit, I can’t be in my feelins
Hoe I’m rich without you, it don’t make me no difference
I’m at Off White, this
pulled out my size, cuz he know Imma get it
Came up on my own, I ain’t have no big homie
I ain’t have a cosign, so you can’t lil bro me
My bitch is Italian, she look like a trophy
I think she Chaldean, her people might know me
Mother said she got a, not no flowers and
My chain been, just been up buyin cars
Walkin up with my Ruger, I was high off a bar
He broke in my city, got shot in his yard
My next house gon be built with a lake in the back
You kickin this door, you get shot in yo neck
Catch some from this K and he ain’t comin back
My car SRT and her head in my lap
I’m too fuckin high
This shit don’t make no sense
The biggest
I started this shit
copyin me again
smoke
Meech
It’s like seven in the mornin
I’m recordin in one of these rooms in my house
I forgot which one
Biggest