(Verse)
I'm off the packs ;I'm off narcotics
I'm off the function ; I'm sad and I'm goth
I got them sticks on me;
Draco got the optic
I don't fuckin play around I'm the opposite
I be in that Aston Martin;
Fucking your bitch and my sweater Balenciaga
Taking all these Molly i need a drink some water

Wock up in sax fifth
I'm sipping on fake water

Run up on yo bitch fuck your bitch off some prada
Fuck a n***a bitch then it's nada

I been off the gram ; I'm been off the Tumblr

Run' up a check wit' a hundred comma's