Big Surf (feat. Daphne) [Extended Version]

I love that the drugs make you think of me, because I know the feeling, I know just what you're feeling And we'll ride until the sunset in ecstasy, we're walking on the ceiling, blood rushing to my head But when you're mad, you see red, if she could, swear a hoe gon' f*ck my dead opps, cause a spiteful hoe worse than the fed cops It's all good, I'ma keep it G instead, hate so good, can't get you out my head now She don't love me, she just love how I lay it down How I know this truly, but you still use me But nah, I don't get used up usually F*ck me so good, it confuse me Thinking about you, another bitch in my bed now Don't know her, hit those angles, make her legs lock Pussy twitching, star glitching like a TikTok She only text me when she want to get dicked down I nut, then I'm gone with the wind I can't make no more of the time that we spend I love that the drugs make you think of me, because I know the feeling I know just what you're feeling And we'll ride until the sunset in ecstasy, we're walking on the ceiling We're walking on the ceiling I need to let it go instead now But you're so good at those things that you do My mind say no, but my body won't give it a rest It won't give it a rest Felt so good, can't get you out my head now You're the feeling of ecstasy Felt so good, but I'm trying to forget now And I, I I love that the drugs make you think of me, because I know the feeling I know just what you're feeling And we'll ride until the sunset in ecstasy, we're walking on the ceiling We're walking on the ceiling Blood rushing to my head But sometimes all I see is red Gripping on my pistol and my hand high Self made, they never need a handout Why these niggas come around with their hands out What I stand on is why I stand out Benefiting groupies and them fans out Stick around because they know shit don't plan out Vampires and blood sucking leeches Devils and demons disguised as preachers Run to heaven, need angel wings to reach us Seeing trauma make angels lose their features Popping many milligrams, pouring liters Xand out, squeezing on lethal heaters Tell the judge he hearing voices in his head Combining charges, think his case is going fed now Can't make fun, said he better off dead I love that the drugs make you think of me, because I know the feeling I know just what you're feeling I know just what you're feeling