I don't even know who I am anymore
I done taken every pill that they have in the store
Everyday I wake up face down on the floor
I done seen too much can't stand anymore
What do you know about demons (huh)?

Ones who don't need any reason (huh)
Ones you ain't gotta belie

Twenty-seven's in the ashtray
Today's a smoke a couple packs day
I was waitin' on your doorstep
I just wanna feel important
Guess I'm goin' back to rehab
Man, I really fucked things up this time
Quittin' isn't easy
I been lookin' for a reason
I can't find a way

Take a breath and take it easy
And believe me when I say
You don't need it, if you leave it
Everything will be okay
You'll be gone, and they'll be sorry
You'll be strong and they will cave
You'll be on, and they'll be calling
You'll live on a better day

You're w

Play me some pimpin' man
Uh, uh huh
This one here is for my players
This one here is for my ladies

Yeah, french kissin', takin' off expensive lingerie
She be in that kinky [?]
Maybe I should listen what my partner say
She dangerous but I ain't ever been afraid
S

(Yeah, uh-huh)
(Yeah-eh)

I've been trappin out the bando
Chillin' with my grandma
Grew up down in Florida
Raised me in the NO
Said they raised me in the NO, yeah

Shout out to my day-ones
And the place I came from
Living in the hills now
Used to be a tr

When the bands don't stop
Yeah, the bands won't stop
When the bands won't stop
Yeah, the bands don't stop (won't stop, yeah uh)

Rubber band nonstop
Rubber band nonstop
When the bands won't stop
Yeah, the bands don't stop (won't stop, yeah uh)

This is what the

Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah
Beliedat, beliedat

Mama had to work a lot
And daddy was a criminal
I grew up in a trailer park
With dreams of fucking centerfolds
So woke up with the perfect plot
Then make it to the other side

I learn to work with what I got
Cause

Booty, booty, booty, booty
Rockin' everywhere
Booty, booty, booty, booty
Rockin' everywhere
I told her work it, work it, work it
Work it for it girl, girl, girl
I told her work it, work it, work it
Work it for it girl, girl, girl

Saw her on the stage, clickin' h

Sippin that D'Ussé sippin' that sippin' that D'Ussé, yeah
Whippin' that coupe whippin' that whippin' that coupe yeah!
Lookin' at you lookin' at lookin' at you yeah!
Is it a mood? Is it is it a mood yeah

Lately, I've been in a different mindset
What I'm suppose to get still

Yeah
It's Baby E on the track
Yeah
Sing

Trapping getting old so I've been moving weight
Pigeons in the trunk, I'm on the interstate
Made myself a plug, get it a 100 ways
And I still got the act, you know I love the taste
Spendin' dirty money at the Gucci store

If you wanna pop one in the hills
(I gotcha)
Pass it in the backseat just for thrills
(I gotcha)
Up, down, up, down
(Can we do it again?)
Up, down, up, down
(Can we do it again?)
If you wanna pop one in the hills
(I gotcha)

I been out West in LA, and shi

Like yuh! Don't start no shit it won't be no shit
Suckers want beef well I don't eat that shit
Only got room in here for me and my clique hit the breeze right quick like yuh
Standing in the kitchen gotta heat that shit
If you with the drama you can keep that shit
Pop 'em with

Baby, I'm a hustler
Show you how to take it, make it double up
Started with a hundred bucks
Word around town we've become the plug

Me bein' broke? Oh, no
Been there before and it's loco, oh
I don't plan on goin' back
I would rather swallow broken glass, yeah

I

Money, money, money, baby
That's all I can think about
And unless your name is Mary Jane
You ain't the girl I'm singin' 'bout

It's Baby E, the prodigy, animal inside of me
I could be romantic, but you'll never see that side of me
Its all 'cause of Gold diggin', money-hu

This is a stick up, stick up
I'm here for no liquor, liquor
Put the money in the bank
And I might not have to make the forty go bang

On the floor, on the floor
Don't make a move, you know how this shit goes
Give me all the cash
And I might not have to make the forty

Tell me that you love me, tell me that you like me
Tatted on my left arm tellin' me I'm crazy
Thought you wanna break up, then you wanna make up
Cryin' in the bathroom, fuckin' up your makeup

Told you I was sorry, I was at a party
I was really wasted fuckin' with the thotti

Kinda funny how we met
Shoutout to the internet
I'm at 616
Send a text when you make it to the steps

I'ma pour a lil cognac
Baby girl you know I'm on that
We can smoke a little weed too, shawty
But it's only if you even really want it

Got the body of the godde

Now I'm chillin' with my latest ex
I should've never read the fuckin' text
This feeling here is too familiar
Put them notes drugs down, baby girl, them pills'll kill ya
We're sippin' wine and askin' questions
Don't remind me, by now you'd think I'd learn my lesson

She's

I know, sometimes it gets hard
I know, sometimes it gets hard
I know, sometimes it gets hard
I know, I know

We've both been through a lot
Just getting back into the swing of things
We talk about it all the time
We take it slow, and that's okay with me

You kiss

All this talk of being over
It's getting me down on love
And I know how this ends
No, not again

I know I’m coming down
Now the drugs don't work
They just make it worse
Still, I hope I see your face again

Little white lines in the restroom
I've been getting