Lost It Lyrics

Ok maybe I lost it

Stopped it dropped it

I'm running out options

Auction the toxins

Out of my head

Bullet to the brain I bled

Bullet to the brain I pled

Motherf***** look at me now

Ima make all you b***** bow

Cash cow b****** better back down

From the north side

You know how we f****ing ride

Every other day it's another homicide

Maybe I lost it

Stop it drop it

Running out options

Auction the toxins

Maybe I lost it

Stop it drop it

Running out options

Stop it b****

Look at my wrist

Look at the red in my cup yeah i sip

You know I'm ducking the fist yeah he missed

Listing the things you can't really resist

Been chilling what up with that

Been thrilling what up with that

Chilling but you are a fan

Wanna throw hands what's up with that

The time is incomplete

Wanna be the best don't be fucking with me

Taking all my time and the time that you need

Dropping dead from the lead in my head

Wonder where the pain really wanna go instead

Ay ay like okay

Dodging them bullets olé

Might not be the best but I am great

Running round the block all the time

Ay

Running round the block with my 9

Ay

Like a star all I do is shine

Ok maybe I lost it

Stopped it dropped it

I'm running out options

Auction the toxins

Out of my head

Bullet to the brain i bled

Bullet to the brain i pled

Motherf***** look at me now

Ima make all you b***** bow

Cash cow b****** better back down

From the north side

You know how we f****ing ride

Every other day it's another homicide

Maybe i lost it

Stop it drop it

Running out options

Auction the toxins

Maybe I lost it

Stop it drop it

Running out options

Maybe i lost it

Water on me leaking like a faucet

B**** I got a glock in my pocket

Ay

All these fake bitches really gossip

I'm too good to be bad

Fake love is all I had

Word to my deadbeat dad

Shout out to Kasim beats

A bitch from the north to the east

Making beats like a beast

Leaving other performers deceased

Stacking up the green

Stay up all night lacking the sleep

The f*** do you mean

Stop it b****

Look at my wrist

Look at the red in my cup yeah i sip

You know I'm ducking the fist yeah he missed

Listing the things you can't really resist

Been chilling what up with that

Been thrilling what up with that

Chilling but you are a fan

Wanna throw hands what's up with that

Ok maybe i lost it

Stop it drop it

I'm running out options

Auction the toxins

Out of my head

Bullet to the brain i bled

Bullet to the brain i pled

Motherf***** look at me now

Ima make all you b***** bow

Cash cow b****** better back down

From the north side

You know how we f****ing ride

Every other day it's another homicide

Maybe i lost it

Stop it drop it

Running out options

Auction the toxins

Maybe i lost it

Stop it drop it

Running out options