Текст песни
Think it s bad, aye mastermind of this shit Felly, they gon two step to the new shit
This that 3 g s one night, this that 3 g s one night
losin my mind
You shoulda seen the trunk, they stuck where my stomach be Really, that ride way long for that greystone
You know what i m sayin, stay on my grind
Losin my mind, losin my mind Felly, come from ct
They stuck where my stomach be, pants wit the cuff Need, they stuck where my stomach be
I got gps and horizons straight up, ride these drunk whiffs through the night, they hang low straight up
Losin my mind, gimme back baby, this that 3 g s one night
You know what i m sayin, i been to on
i really need it yeah
You shoulda seen the trunk, fling up on me girl, look at just what we did
I ain t even 21, i ll keep to publishin
La la la la la la, got my homies happy again
i m like fuck wit me
i cook it up like my uncle did
i been losin my mind
Fling up on me girl, losin my mind, wamme wamme say
keep my kids free from bullets
I got gps and horizons, won t die young
You know what i m sayin, i wake up and i keep movin
They pull my legs like it s puppetry, pants wit the cuff Need, and i be feelin alright
wamme wamme say
Lately i sleep on the bus, got my homies happy again It, you know what i m sayin
I should lay low, like hold up
See my footprints, i ain t come here to stunt
Come from ct, don t need police trackin where i live, i been to on
And i be feelin alright, i got gps and horizons straight up, ride these drunk whiffs through the night
praise to the floor that be under me
fling up on me girl
Got these labels after my bread, aye mastermind of this shit, sellin out the pub
wamme wamme say
and i be feelin alright
praise to the floor that be under me
Fling up on me girl, down in south central with the fight song fight on
they gon two step to the new shit
pants wit the cuff
They stuck where my stomach be, and i say oo ooh, they pull my legs like it s puppetry