[Intro: DC The Don & Lil Uzi Vert]
Tryna make it feel like less
Ooh, make you feel like less, ooh
That be Maaly Raw
Yeah

[Verse 1]
She just asked me, "What's wrong, bae, is you vibin'?" Yeah
"Keep this shit for real, is you lyin'?" Yeah
Ray Allen shot, I'm hearin' sirens, yeah (Ayy)
Started from the top, clean palette, yeah
Is you finna show him your talents? Yeah
Is you gon' come back to Dallas? Yeah
Me and slime really miss you wildin', yeah (Ayy)
Diggy got a whole lotta damage, yeah, yeah
Girl, this shit too real, I can't manage, yeah
It feel like I'm jumping off a mountain, yeah
It been too many days, I been countin', yeah
I just pull off and crash, baby, all them n***as be counterfeit
That's just why I keep on stacking it, yeah
I keep thumbin', keep thumbin', on God, it's all hundreds, keep stackin' it
Stuck in a wonderland, I feel like Alice in here, yeah
I like the way that you move when you stackin' it
She hate the way I been practicing abstinence
But I didn't want your heart, I stole that on an accident
I got a double cup I filled with Actavis
That Promethazine kickin' my ass
I been up for three days and it's sad, baby
I can't give out no trust and it's bad, baby
Pushin' 150, I hope I don't crash, baby
[Chorus]
We got some money, yeah (Yeah)
Ferragamo on me, yeah (Yeah)
And my new bitch clumsy, yeah
'Cause she keep trippin' on me, yeah (Yeah)
And I'm movin' like a zombie, yeah
Pink flowers, Murakami, yeah
And she trying to treat me like a dummy, yeah
Shit was all good last week, now this shit so ugly

[Verse 2]
Free the motherfuckin' guys, all the ones that's convicted
'Cause I know you tryna go, but you still can't get it
If you came where I'm from, you know this shit get wicked
Built a house in my head and she still livin' in it, yeah
'Cause a n***a like me can say I don't visit
A n***a like me pretend to go missing
Why the fuck you keep on saying you wish it went different?
You said "There's more fish in the sea," I went fishin'
I pull off in a whole 'nother city, create distance
Can never find a n***a like me, a big difference
I put my headphones on max, I can't listen
You say I'm so narcissistic, who isn't?
If I didn't do everything, then who did it?
I trip about everything, but who didn't?
All this shit that I did, I swear, it gets worse
And the only advice I got is don't give in
[Chorus]
We got some money, yeah
Ferragamo on me, yeah
And my bitch so clumsy, yeah
'Cause she keep trippin' on me, yeah
And I'm movin' like a zombie, yeah
Pink flowers, Murakami, yeah
And she trying to treat me like a dummy, yeah
She keep trying to treat me like a-trying to treat me like a—, yeah

[Verse 3]
I'ma fuck it up, fuck it up three times for them n***as back home that ignorin' me, yeah (Yeah)
Said it's up, and it's stuck, but your ass ain't up, girl, them n***as so corny, yeah
I keep pourin', I pour 'bout a liter
We keep swervin', I'm spinnin', repeatin', no-no-no-no
Walk out the crib with Alyx on my underclothes
Got a baby Draco, I'm seeing with a hundred rolls
Bet them pussy ass n***as gon' hate, I ain't one of those
Maybe it's 'cause Lil Donny off of the grid, I went somewhere he wanna go
While you countin' duds, I'm countin' blue strips, it look like I just came out the honor roll (Woah-oah)
You been wastin' my time on the low, so it's peace and I gotta go
I delete them pictures, get that shit out my gallery, yeah, gone
Girl, that shit get deep
Leave you dead underground, six feet
All that shit you been doin', I peep it, baby, keep that energy when I delete
See I keep that .30 on me when I creep
I keep that dirty, dirty just to sleep
I'm in Zombieland, I stay out the trees
See, I get high, so I just feel like it's less problems, baby
Walk around like I got less problems, baby (Whoa)
Crash the whip now I got less throttle, baby
In my head, I'm at the very bottom, baby (Yeah)
Walk in blood, now I got red bottoms, baby
Smash my phone, now I got less drama, baby
Spend my cake, now I got less commas, baby
Can you stay up out my face, baby?
I'ma, I'ma turn up outer space, baby mama (Whoa-oa)
Skrrt skrrt, I'ma crash out, hit the brakes, baby mama
Fuck it, I'ma blow the place, baby mama (Whoa-oa)
In a Jag', I did the race, baby mama
Like, yeah, I came with my choppa full, left with that bitch right on E
Uh, so watch how you move 'cause I swear all I wanted was peace
[Chorus]
We got some money, yeah
Ferragamo on me, yeah (Yeah)
And my new bitch clumsy, yeah
'Cause she keep trippin' on me, yeah
And I'm movin' like a zombie, yeah
Pink flowers, Murakami, yeah
And she trying to treat me like a dummy, yeah
Shit was all good last week, now this shit so ugly, yeah