Amnesia

I aint shit with to these niggas Why they wanna come around and fake shit I f*ck with the demons and angels no fake shit Can't f*ck with these niggas they make me go ape shit Im outta this world I'm on my space shit Stop sitting on your ass and go make a bag Ill blow a bag and make a bag She couldn't f*ck me so she f*ck the gang Im not surprised I know she a hoe, she not my type she gotta go Do my dance I hit the woah Dripped out from my head to toe, she aint never seen this designer before OMC my jeans huh, purple vans they clean huh Don't forget the belt amnesia Ray bans on can't see yuh Get off your knees ion need the top, only thing I need right now is guap Driving too fast and I will not stop, f*ck the rules man f*ck a cop Living too fast I think I'm pushing my luck She think she fat she need a tummy tuck Rock out at shows imma f*ck shit up Too much henny is gon f*ck me up