IDK (feat. TRIPLECUPP & $PRITESUPERIOR)

Where do I go? I just got his hoe, hittin' on my phone She likes me 'cause I rock all designer clothes I told her "keep it on the low" I be getting it in, plug hit me for the low I be in Mexico smoking Dro Shoutout to the plugg, you already know We be in this bitch, aye cooking on the stove Cooking on the stove Baby, let me know Baby, how you feeling? We can go for a stroll Blaze it down Baby, when I smoke I be reaching out the pound Remember jugging quarter-ounce Now I sell it by-the-o, if not tell them bounce I'm smoking moon rocks with a new thot, And she likes me- said she boombox When I fuckin' bang it, told her that I be hanging If you fuckin' need it- baby, I be slanging I said "baby I be slanging" With them demons, I be hanging My best friends, yeah my best friends I just put Jesus Christ right up on my necklace I just put a hundred-mil right up on my checklist Why could I stress? I ain't worried about the next bitch She ain't seen me in so long She gon' probably think that I'm dead And this is my dark twisted fantasy, Can't get that shit out my head And I'm not grateful, but I'm dead She knows I'm alive because I left her on "read" F*ck sipping green, rather sip on the red I get too high, I don't know what you said I need a whole shroom, I don't do caps I heard he's doing good, how'd he relapse? F*ck going to school, I don't need class I'm like- "I can teach myself" I made a whole album and I was just screaming, but they couldn't help She told me I had bad luck I couldn't give it- I'm down to my last f*ck, I don't need any help I was just working, I'm chasing these fast bucks I don't need any help Grandma just gave me a cross chain, but I feel like I'm straight from hell What would you do if I died now? Am I going to hell? Never been to jail but I'm stuck in a cell I don't even know if you want me, But I'm so high, I couldn't tell Anyway, I got some hundreds- bro go put your ten away Jakob be slanging that heavy weight And my bro tall as Lebron, he's like six-eight She sniffs pills off a switchblade I was seventeen doing some bad shit- Ask if I'm crazy, I'm batshit He made that pack do a backflip I'm on the shrooms, not acid And I shouldn't be smoking- but pass that If you throw up a shot I'mma glass that Go ask Alice, my ex lil shawty rock palace She's been gone so long that I'm callous And I want to sip drank out a chalice She ain't ask for much- she ain't have shit She's hanging with me on some bat shit