MENTAL! Lyrics

(I love you, Frosty)

I'mma hop up in this new Tonka

She keep tryna touch my racks

Had to tell her

Nuh-uh

That girl is a baba

She just want my Prada

Hop up in that Mazda

Cook the beat like pasta

Dreads on me like a Rasta

Shakin' my head like a Rockstar

He say he with it, he not goin' far

Run up on me and get sent up to Mars

5-5-6 finna aim at his top

Dont trust lil shorty, she really a bop

Came to my crib and she gave me the slop

Don't even care if you with it or not

Let me breathe

I don't know what you did to me

She always in my head, I cannot see

What you doin' to me

You put my heart on the sleeve

She took control over me

She is stuck in my mental

I don't know what's up with her but

I know she is rightful

She keep tryna touch my racks

But she can't get a handful

She keep tryna play with my heart

But she insightful

Woah, no

Don't let me go

Got out of my zone

Just pick up the damn phone

Get it, I get it, I get it, I get it

They hatin on me so I went up and did it

Designer on me and you know that it's fitted

Designer on me and you know that it's fitted

Woah

'mma hop up in this new Tonka

She keep tryna touch my racks

Had to tell her

Nuh-uh

That girl is a baba

She just want my Prada

Hop up in that Mazda

Cook the beat like pasta

Let me breathe

I dont know what you did to me

She always in my head, I cannot see

What you doin' to me

You put my heart on the sleeve

She took control over me

She is stuck in my mental