ELLA

When I'm off these drugs bitch I ain't got no feelings Pour me an eight and I'm flying out the ceiling They want to be like me On god they must be kidding I know my ex bitch mad as hell because now She see that I'm up winning I'm off these drugs so god damn much Ima rock me a pipe bitch I'm pouring it up You cross me over just one more time And i swear to god that I'm putting it up I keep two phones in my pocket Because i know that bitches be calling my phone everyday I got bitches in every time zone Keep me a condom just in case Me and you I don't know if that gone work Devil on my shoulder telling me that I should go buzzard I just I just wanna count the money all day long long Money all day long long When I'm off these drugs bitch I ain't got no feelings Pour me an eight and I'm flying out the ceiling They want to be like me On god they must be kidding I know my ex bitch mad as hell because now She see that I'm up winning I'm up winning everyday i count my money everyday Fill my pockets up with k Fill my pockets up okay Got the k up in my shit bitch you know dat I'm okay Please stop asking all these questions if you know that I'm okay When I'm off these drugs bitch I ain't got no feelings Pour me an eight and I'm flying out the ceiling They want to be like me On god they must be kidding I know my ex bitch mad as hell because now She see that I'm up winning I don't want to fall in love I just want to count it up Give me drugs and give me money And I'm set for life on god Talking down on my name But you don't know what I'm on I got the Ella in my Bag Come on let me put you on