Nauseous

Out of options, count my losses Can't you stop this Too much drinkin' make me nauseous Out of options, count my losses Can you stop this, too much drinkin' make me nauseous Out of options, count my losses Can you stop this Too much drinkin' make me nauseous Everything, yeah, I think that I'm losin But I'm not lost yet Yeah All these people missin' me I be doin' what I want, I do what I need Yeah I be doin', doin', doin' never on the lease Yeah, I'm livin' that's for free That's the key Can not repeat Recycle, rinse, repeat Uh, yeah, no more stoppin' me Can't block me off, no lottery I got luck of the Irish that's what my draw was I be gettin' off Feelin ' like it's Star Wars This is just a battlefield that's in my mind Enemies I leave you always in behind Last place, but I'm steady in first Goodbye As I disperse That's the word it don't concur, Not for you tell the truth I'ma go fast so I'ma zoom yell at the pressure get off of me Bye, bye, bye, bye, never see you again so Leave you in the past, out of options Count my losses, can you stop this? Too much drinkin', make me nauseous Too much alcohol, make me nauseous Can you stop this, can you stop this I'm just out of options, count my losses Can you stop this, can you stop this Too much drinkin', make me nauseous Uh Make me nauseous, I am sick like COVID No, I'm not, but I'm 21, so Yeah, I'm always in my mind, in my zone, goin' slow-mo Yeah, I relax, yeah, feel my aura in my presence Yeah, pre-sent, I'm right here Not out this world, but I be chillin' right now I got other vibes that I've been tapping into Everybody feelin' like a continental into Yeah, I'm into anything that I do Yeah, I be goin' crazy, feelin' like I'm mental And I'm not deranged, I be partyin' like every day Yeah, I don't even need to leave the house I go to the rave Another cup, another Chardonnay Ooh, what else do I need to prove? Out of options, count my losses Can you stop this, too much drinkin', make me Nauseous Stumblin' around I don't know what to do now Yeah, see I'm pristine, yeah, yeah, I'm Mr. Clean I do What I want, does that concur I don't need to smoke no weed Don't need a blunt But I get to the point Yeah, I'm super blunt Ooh, tell the truth, does it concur? Switchin' sides, I tried to dap you up But you ain't my friend So don't come around me now Don't come around me now