Damn cvctus, where you at? [Producer 1/3]

[Zodiak]
Everyday when I wake up I jus go count the racks
Yeah wake up, get to the bag
That's why them n***as mad
That's why I'm in Paris
Got japanese, my fit
Your bitch she wanna chill
She wanna cop a feel, huuh
I'm finna pop them pills
I'm finna stack these bills
All these drugs I don't feel real
I'm the most geeked up in here
I can't lie I know I'm him, I ain't sign no deal
If that shit not worth a mill, get that shit right out of here
Huh, I'm in my mode
I'm so gone, rock Balenciaga clothes
All these n***as have to clone
I'm hyped when I'm showin up
That bitch wanna show me love
Told that bitch pour me one
Bitch I'm rockstar/rasta lit
She listen to the tone, she my rockstar bitch
Yeah that bitch is just a hoe told her this don't mean shit
Ima dose up them damn percocets until I'm feelin it
Oh 120 that's my shit, oh Rick Owens that's my shit
She said she like my fit, said she wanna eat my kids
Yeah, know I'm on the highway to hell with my bitch
And you know I'm in love with cracking seals that's my shit
Yeah, that's my shit (x2)
Cut off that bitch
Went got a badder bitch
Yeah, take another sip
Jus take another sip
We all geeked up in here (x2)