Hipnotica

(IVORY) I'm in space, man, I'm faded out my mind Spent a hundred-fifty on my watch But I still can't tell time swear to God I see demons every time I close my eyes I don't deal with the pain, man I just pour it up in the Styrofoam Pour my pain up in the Styrofoam Keep a stick in my hand when I'm in the home Yeah, your bitch titties big I might motorboat I stay cheatin' on her, she not lettin' go I stay hittin' this bitch like it's rugby We go down one day, f*ck the economy Popped a pill and I mixed it with codeine I just bust on her face She can't see a thing In the back of the whip when I ridе Bitch, I love the truth, why are you lyin'? Crib so big, I'm in Calabasas Poppin' thеse pills, I think it's a habit Yeah, I'm in the i8, this a Beamer Lil' shawty, this not a stinger Fuckin' this bitch and she tall like Madea Hit from the back and she tell me to D her She heard I'm back in town, she wanna link up High off this Earth, I'm smokin' good reefer High off a Perc', I can't even see High off a Perc', I feel like a zombie Sippin' on lean in the Rolls', reclinin' No caller ID, so I'm declinin' I'm takin' risks, wake up and F*ck on your bitch, she always in my DM's Spent twenty-five hundred just for cologne I'm not tryna f*ck, baby, give me the chrome Might take a trip for the Record then I'm home Stay on her mind, it's hard for me to go Your money goin' up and down like a yo yo She claim she no ho but I know that she goin' I make it rain in the club like it's stormin' Damn, this bitch lookin' good But she annoyin' I'm in space, man, I'm faded out my mind Spent a hundred-fifty on my watch But I still can't tell time swear to God I see demons every time I close my eyes I don't deal with the pain, man I just pour it up in the Styrofoam Yeah, she wanna pick me up She wanna sip my cup Boy got shot in the face (yeah) , he tryna take my stuff My bitch wanna f*ck on a bitch I didn't even know she was gay She heard about K Suave name I know that she wanna get slayed I got demons in my eyes (Eyes) , it made me cry We 'bout to blow like a bomb, whole Gang just like a terrorist squad, ooh Hittin' that bitch from behind I know that I got in her mind Sip my pain away by the line (yeah) , I wish I could go back in time I'm in space, man, I'm faded out my mind Spent a hundred-fifty on my watch But I still can't tell time swear to God I see demons every time I close my eyes I don't deal with the pain, man I just pour it up in the Styrofoam