[Intro]
Neco 'bout to shoot y'all

[Chorus]
Yeah, this ain't a fallacy, I met her in the past
I've been stuck inside my mental, so my hands are on the flask
Drive away from my problems but I'm running out of gas
I've been way too fucked up, never go back

[Verse]
You don't fuck with me, I'll leave your ass in a toe tag
Dreaming Gucci on my waist, rip it off in my Jag
You come at me in your feelings, I'm sorry that you're sad
I'd be empathetic, but I've already gone bad
Gone bad I'm sorry that I played you just like Atari
Cook it up in the morning I'm cooking it like Calamari
And I'm sorry you're boring, I think you're wasting all of my time
Whip it up in the morning, on my left there's a Glock 9
Wait, wait, wait, wait, honey, I'm fine
And I think, think, think, think, that it's my time
Got the mink, mink, mink, mink, on my mind
And I think, think, think, think, honey I'm dying
If there was a bag, bitch, I would chase it
Cooking it up straight from the basement
Can't ever fall onto the pavement
I think they all might need a facelift
They wanna fall, n***a, just call
I'll take it all balls to the walls
They wanna hoop, n***a I ball
Want me to trip but I'm too tall
I'll empty the clip, 10 bands on my wrist
Boy you ain't on shit, I'll choke you like a Sith
Shootin' like Scottie Pippin, I fuck her then I dip
All of the vapes I'm rippin', don't got too long to live
All the friends I made they left me, had to make it right
And I've been feeling tough as fuck, I'm feeling Suge Knight
Pop three Xans, I got no plans, I'm saying good night
Lemme not make excuses, no alibi
[Bridge]
Just wait for me
In my dreams, I've been snorin'
And I won't wait till the mornin'
Feel like everything normal's boring

[Chorus]
Yeah, this ain't a fallacy, I met her in the past
I've been stuck inside my mental, so my hands are on the flask
Drive away from my problems but I'm running out of gas
I've been way too fucked up, never go back