Bag (prod. Starboy)

(prod. @starboy1074) bitch i’m going crazy i might spend a bag on ur baby am i crazy i been popping all these pills as of lately i won’t feel it i can’t talk to these bitches when they see me i be getting all my money give no fuck do u feel me make it stack on my benz i got cash in my pants i can’t trust not again i don’t fuck with no feelings i got percs in my system fuck that bitch then i ditch her i done fuck with her sister i done fuck with her sister one by one like a picture i’m ur boss u call me mister getting cold now think it’s winter money be calling hear them whisper in my dreams but i won’t kiss her see the same shit like a scripture mix the tramadol and liquor i done od’d but it’s no lecture drugs gone kill me dying quicker percy take away the pressure but it help me with the pleasure i’m not sober fight addiction hope u love me no condition like a soldier on a mission hoodie up i leave suspicion now they wanna take a picture please don’t touch me no permission how to learn? do repetition when i speak nobody listen shine so bright but i don’t glisten no one listen do i whisper lost my grip but i’m not tripping pop these percs i’m living fiction pop these percs i’m living fiction