Hipnotica

(IVORY) I'm in space, man, I'm faded out my mind Spent a hundred-fifty on my watch But I still can't tell time swear to God I see demons every time I close my eyes I don't deal with the pain, man I just pour it up in the Styrofoam Pour my pain up in the Styrofoam Keep a stick in my hand when I'm in the home Yeah, your bitch titties big I might motorboat I stay cheatin' on her, she not lettin' go I stay hittin' this bitch like it's rugby We go down one day, fuck the economy Popped a pill and I mixed it with codeine I just bust on her face She can't see a thing In the back of the whip when I ridе Bitch, I love the truth, why are you lyin'? Crib so big, I'm in Calabasas Poppin' thеse pills, I think it's a habit Yeah, I'm in the i8, this a Beamer Lil' shawty, this not a stinger Fuckin' this bitch and she tall like Madea Hit from the back and she tell me to D her She heard I'm back in town, she wanna link up High off this Earth, I'm smokin' good reefer High off a Perc', I can't even see High off a Perc', I feel like a zombie Sippin' on lean in the Rolls', reclinin' No caller ID, so I'm declinin' I'm takin' risks, wake up and Fuck on your bitch, she always in my DM's Spent twenty-five hundred just for cologne I'm not tryna fuck, baby, give me the chrome Might take a trip for the Record then I'm home Stay on her mind, it's hard for me to go Your money goin' up and down like a yo yo She claim she no ho but I know that she goin' I make it rain in the club like it's stormin' Damn, this bitch lookin' good But she annoyin' I'm in space, man, I'm faded out my mind Spent a hundred-fifty on my watch But I still can't tell time swear to God I see demons every time I close my eyes I don't deal with the pain, man I just pour it up in the Styrofoam Yeah, she wanna pick me up She wanna sip my cup Boy got shot in the face (yeah) , he tryna take my stuff My bitch wanna fuck on a bitch I didn't even know she was gay She heard about K Suave name I know that she wanna get slayed I got demons in my eyes (Eyes) , it made me cry We 'bout to blow like a bomb, whole Gang just like a terrorist squad, ooh Hittin' that bitch from behind I know that I got in her mind Sip my pain away by the line (yeah) , I wish I could go back in time I'm in space, man, I'm faded out my mind Spent a hundred-fifty on my watch But I still can't tell time swear to God I see demons every time I close my eyes I don't deal with the pain, man I just pour it up in the Styrofoam