I think that I fell in love Blame it all on her drugs She mistaken for love Play, bon, sty, rave, on Make, wave, she gon' ride, the boat Back, roll, back, roll Back, roll, back, roll Swear things changed from the day, ayy You don't see no tears on my face Momma said I won't have no place Different red plaid tryna go both ways That *** *** me up, had a tank on E Yeah, I'm from the desert, had the sand on me Faith so hard, yeah, faith so hard Now my face on fleek, so my bitch on fleek Sheesh, now all the bars on me Shout out to Lita, this is double OG I'ma still hurt, but I keep it low-key Smile to the people who think they know me I just hit a lick, and bitch, she said that she from Canada That's the sixth, if you ain't know, take pictures with your camera I got the pack like Anderson, this Anderson, no Pamela Get her on her knees, and then she suck me like she Dracula Now she callin' my phone, I just wanna be alone She gon' love me when I'm gone, but it won't be long I think that I fell in love Blame it all on her drugs She mistake it for love Play ball, and styrofoam Make waves, she gon' ride the boat Back row, back row Back row, back row See that fine girl, she don't feelin' me at all She tell me, say she comfy when I turn the light low I ain't got no cocaine, girl, I ain't got any snow But if you use your mouth, I got something you can blow Youngstype, if I like her, I wife her If I like her, I check her, but only do one night Bitch, I ain't servin' no hoes Experiment with drugs, cause that's the life that we chose I pull up in Rolls, that means I pull up in Ghosts That means I might have to ghost, as soon as I smoke the smoke Let me roll a J, I'm good at it My drug dealer just told me I'm a drug addict Flip the switch, I'm the nigga makin' strips like Tip the bitch if she's trippin', she ain't wife Hit a lick on the strip with a quick drive Sticks and bricks for the thick in the sick life Bars for days, alcoholics, what they call me Charged and wave, so these bees be horny and thorny In a bush with a black rose, red throat, cornrow You're my nigga, relax, yo Rap flow, these MCs seem eccentric Never really blow, cause they never been authentic Let this bar to him, bar to them, then you get pricked Really choppin' down the stem, but who we seem to be I never seen a brother break it down so simply Like a symphony, these bars that I'm reppin' Never need a weapon, only need to thank God for every second Big bone, styrofoam Big wave, she gon' ride the boat Big roll, big roll Big roll, big roll Big bone, big bone Big bone, big bone Big bone, big bone Big bone, big bone