Yeah, I don't know yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (GOONTEX)
Bitch, I'm on that X, I'm out in space
Eight AM, I took another one
Can't feel my face
Can't be in the stu' with no thotties, yeah
Can't be in the stu' with no Jakes
My money acrobat, I flip it twenty ways
The devil told me my [A]time was [Am7]ticking
I got [Fm7]like [F]thirty days
Tell that boy I'm up, on [C7]my [A]mama
Told me that was [Am7]disgrace
Pull up matte black, windows tinted
I can ɾace
Way I make these hit's and [Bm]make this money
Keep up the pace
Swerving, dodging, oppies, coppers
Pulled up in this matte black
Chopper hеlicopter i just called Izaya
I told him we flying privatе jets
If you [A7my [A]twizzy, you [A7for [Dm7]lifer, my [A]twizzy
My twin
I go in, you [A7go crazy
It's just like [F]it's 6AM
I tɾied to [C7]quit them [A]Percs with Kratom
But that ain't do me bad
Every song [Am]I got [Fm7]a new flow
They can't even steal that shit
Lil' boy made a hundred songs
They all [Em]sound same as shit
Bonkers, yeah, bonkers
I was [Am7]in that widebody, that Tonka tɾuck
Tonkers can't even ask them [A]why they
Not as fresh as us pulled up in that kitted
Out lil' Bentley tɾuck
I be [Am]so damn paranoid
I don't need nothing next to [C7]me
It's 8 AM, I'm making this hit
This shit a ɾecipe
Yeah, I told my [A]bitch I feel her
But I could barely feel a thing
I told my [A]bitch I see her
But I could barely see
I'm for [Dm7]ɾeal a geeker, l geek like [F]every week
I ain't caught no sleep in days
I ain't had a break
I could ship you [A7Za' and [Bm]get you
Lows or I could ship you [A7shake
I'm high in the stu'
I ain't go to [C7]sleep so this a wake and [Bm]hit
(I ain't even made it yet)
Take these Percs, they blue like [F]Sonic
Audemars with the baguettes on [C7]it
Take these Ecstasy so I don't ɾeally have
To go and [Bm]stɾess on [C7]it
They say, "When you [A7go up, just ɾemember me
" go put your bless on [C7]it
I don't play no games no more
I'm not been playing no chess on [C7]it
(GOONTEX) yeah, I can't play no, yeah
Bitch I'm on [C7]that X, I'm out in space
Eight AM, I took another one
Can't feel my [A]face
Can't be [Am]in the stu' with no thotties, yeah
Can't be [Am]in the stu' with no Jakes
My money acrobat, I flip it twenty ways
The devil told me my [A]time was [Am7]ticking
I got [Fm7]like [F]thirty days
Tell that boy I'm up, on [C7]my [A]mama
Told me that was [Am7]disgrace
Pull up matte black, windows tinted
I can ɾace
Way I make these hit's and [Bm]make this money
Keep up the pace
Swerving, dodging, oppies, coppers
Pulled up in this matte black
Chopper helicopter i just called Izaya
I told him we flying private jets
If you [A7my [A]twizzy, you [A7for [Dm7]lifer, my [A]twizzy
My twin
On this beat, I ain't even ɾapping
I just told you [A7what I did this morning
No, they ain't gon' ignore it i'm just ɾich
