ISSEY MIYAKE

I double my cup up it making me sane, making me sane

I pour a whole pint I don't buy lines, lines, lines, lines, lines

Ride around town, I cop a AR, I'm spilling the sprite, what if I die

I really be dealing I'm rocking with felons, she ask for my number

Bought her some issey miyake

You ain't gotta tell em nothing I been rocking with the jumpman, the wrong men

MDMA is part of my phase I ain't feeling my face

All of these bitches they all in my business, can fill up a room with them

Is it me or is it them, please don't choose ya friends

Yea I'm spinning off the block, spinning off a perky

Lil boy I know you ain't talking to me, so I went and got my glock