歌词
Bitch, I put that on god, I just met god
M-Bomb to the tongue, yeah I'm seeing what you're not
I'm gripping on my cup, not thinking 'bout a lot
Everything I touch, it breaks and starts to rot
I might nod off, I might pass out
I might wake up, or I might die right now
I might nod off, I might pass out
I might wake up, or I might die right now
Bitch, I put that on god, I just met god
M-Bomb to the tongue, yeah I'm seeing what you're not
I'm gripping on my cup not thinking 'bout a lot
Everything I touch, it breaks and starts to rot
I might nod off, I might pass out
I might wake up, or I might die right now
I might nod off, I might pass out
I might wake up, or I might die right now
I'm feeling hella different, pictures in hella cities
Groupies, yeah, hella women
Numbers that they tryna give me
Numbers that they tryna give me
Numbers that they tryna give me
Bitch, I put that on god, I just met god
M-Bomb to the tongue, yeah I'm seeing what you're not
I'm gripping on my cup not thinking 'bout a lot
Everything I touch, it breaks and starts to rot
I might nod off, I might pass out
I might wake up, or I might die right now
I might nod off, I might pass out
I might wake up, or I might die right now
