Good Morning

Switching lanes Switching things Switching lanes Changing things Tell me what we're riding for Stomach pains Come again (They come again) Tell me what we're dying for Sun or rain I been thru it baby I been Yes honey I'm blessed funny Life is a weird chick Make a mess on it Flex on it Rest on it Get back up take a test on it Like who knew You're some type of VooDoo You're some type of recruit And baby we both got a couple loose screws Swallowing all these drugs I'm stuffed (Yea) Sunny done killed my buzz (Yea) Somebody touch my cup Somebody get messed up Shawty asked if I would cuff that Forget that Whoop that Trick and put her on my mustache She's going to tell me I'm a must have Then she's going to tell me she loves that Like damn Involve with the thrill I am You asked if I can feel I am Like damn What a night Damn What a flight