作词 : Nathan Adams
Yeah, I should be gone, been lacking on 'em
Could never find what is wrong and that's the problem, uh
Looking round the Island, I never find 'em reasons
I should be feeling alive can I remind 'em
Young n*gga, I'm popping, you sounding poppy
Back in my ends, probably some n*ggas that wanna rob me
I be like the black ******* but nuttin' like Bobby
You try putting it on me, you know them ******s are on me
I do this for a hobby, n*gga, it's written on me
I'ma die war with my body, ain't no ********
She wanna pop it and party and get ménage

Spit on my hand, on her punani, I get her naughty
Making her dance all on the ****y, she wanna love me
Hit it and leave, she wanted all me but never got me, I got this
From the show to one of my homies' apartments
Smoking, she popping, she high
She can't stop it, I might
Let her stay the night, I know she wanna
Mama told me not to trust these *****es, I never wanna
I let her roll up and smoke on the *********
Fell asleep in the p*ssy and regret it after
I'm always doing the kind of sh*t get you f*cked up
Them drugs, can't get enough, it's picking me up
Sipping a cup, mix it with the Henny, we trippy as f*ck
The melodic so peak, we living it up
A million's up, ah

Getting head in the bathroom
Dip the club and push a button, the car cruise
(I'm out of my mind) but in my body, I can't lose
I'm living a dream, I stay awake till the afternoon
(Pagans watching) It's very true, I never knew
Red and blue pills in the bag, I let her choose
The devil on my shoulder, the demon said let it loose
I might need a reverend, I see heaven in revenue
Yeah, yeah, yeah

No time for my ex-girl, look, baby, I'm
(Cut that ***** off)
East side with a new ting, look, baby, I'm
(Woo)
Switch lanes
Can't go Westfield, yeah, the kid famous
Caught your girl slipping, West End's dangerous
Got your girl strippin, I'm Rick James
And, you know
Na-na, you know