Lyrics: Trace A/Bobby H
Music: prawjex the internet
Beam me up
Tell me that it's up
Said you onto new things, I don’t give a ****
Spin it, hit your friend, in the backseat of the truck
Red pill, blue pill, bitch, I'm in the cut (Ooh)
I hit the function, imma slay some
**** a movie, we could make one
Molly got me going dumb
Smoking out the party I'm about to lose a lung
Come and ride this dick, she like, "ok" (Damn)
Pedal to the floor, **** the brakes, I’m amazed
When I'm in LA we just rage every day
Shooters like I'm FaZe
Hollows at ya face (Ooh)
I got you hot, bitch, say some
Drugs numbing off my face, um
Wе do what we wanna do, you do what you 'posed to do
Heat all in my waist, I know you swеat me like the sauna do
Guillotine coupe, baby, tell me whatcha Honda do
**** her in them Prada shoes
Just to say I'm proud of you (Ay)
Just drop a pin, it's up
Is you gang, if you are, then come with us, what the ****?
Beam me up
Tell me that it's up
Said you onto new things, I don't give a ****
Spin it, hit your friend, in the backseat of the truck
Red pill, blue pill, bitch, I’m in the cut (Ooh)
I hit the function, imma slay some
**** a movie, we could make one
Molly got me going dumb
Smoking out the party I’m about to lose a lung
Ay, hold up, ay
Give me a minute to get back up in it
I'm ready to send it
Can never pretend that I know that I need it
Been feeling depleted, feel like I’m deleted
I'm on my own wave
Still a slave say the game
Wake up every day the same (Insane, insane)
Make a dollar, play the game
I think not, this is popcorn
Never stop
Open up your mind, gimme some your time, never feeling fine
I'mma go for mine
Most days feeling worthless
But that's only on the surface
**** the script, now, what’s your purpose?
I'm nervous 'cause I don't know what's to come
I'm in my mind all the time, and I'm runnin'
But don't know what I'm runnin' from
Beam me up
Tell me that it's up
Said you onto new things, I don't give a ****
Spin it, hit your friend, in the backseat of the truck
Red pill, blue pill, bitch, I'm in the cut (Ooh)
I hit the function, imma slay some
**** a movie, we could make one
Molly got me going dumb
Smoking out the party I'm about to lose a lung