Spazz

Oh my god Oh my god, woah Throw it up, Mewosh Get on a track and I spazz Yeah, gettin the racks I can't even see you when I'm in the whip cuz I got me the windows that tint is so black I feel like I'm Santa I carry the sack That boy is just capping he living an act I'm with ya bitch and she callin me dad I'm serving meth like this Breaking Bad I feel like I'm in outer space cuz this gas got me high as a bitch yeah for real I'm higher than jets I know I'm way too high and I'm not coming down yeah for real If we got a problem then we gonna solve it that boy he get hit with the steel Yeah, there's too many fake people round me I can't even tell all the fake from the real Oh my god Oh my god, woah I feel like a chemist the way that I pour all the wock you know I do not f*ck with the tris It's so late at night and I'm feeling so bored so I call up ya hoe yeah I'm taking your bitch Get on a track and I spazz Yeah, gettin the racks I can't even see you when I'm in the whip cuz I got me the windows that tint is so black I feel like I'm Santa I carry the sack That boy is just capping he living an act I'm with ya bitch and she callin me dad I'm serving meth like this Breaking Bad Oh my god Oh my god, woah