N.O.S
​stamina / health
[Intro]
(N.O.S on the beat, boy)
Mm

[Verse 1]
All of my stamina, you ain't my calibre
I'm on the purple I know what could damage ya'
She wear the Louis, she oft' in the nudy
I move like a pro but I act like a amateur
Know she a fan of me, N.O.S on the messenger
I fold my backpack got stripes like a referee
I made a call now your crew is afraid of me
I keep my secrets, my knowledge is salary
I make it hourly, burn up my calories
I touch abroad and I'm gone like an athlete
Truest state, state, state
Truest state, state, I feel amazing
I'm over a hundred, I'm out of control
Deuce's been killin' my stomach, I'm zoned
I'm drinking Hennessy on the Patrón
I'm 'bouta bounce like my house ain't my home
Who in the back? I can't see in the dark
Weaving the way and soon it's in park
I need a doctor, I'm deep in the cup, no
I'm always writin' and stuck in the mud
Sleep at the wheel and this shit out of luck
Ice in the liquid, I'm shootin' a port
C's on the buckle, I'm keeping it tuck
Lightning in red and I'm driving as fuck
[Chorus]
I might drink a little, I know I been sippin' a little bit
Show these cups are rip on my floor
I'm too tall, I'm too
I need to think a little bit more
Just the memories been hard
There's no waking up, I can't fall asleep
I'm sorry, please, just

[Bridge]
Listen (Ooh), Please, just listen to me (Please, just)
(Please, just listen, mm, mm)
Please, just listen to me

[Verse 2]
It not what you think it is (Woah)
Usually the opposite (Usually the opposite)
Great things, bad things
You just takin' ownership (Just takin' own')
I just bought a 911, drove it out the dealership
I got a street pharmacist, graduate the scholarship
Focus on yourself and fuck the hate, but still you fearin' it (Yeah)
If you talkin' to me, I don't know you, I'm not hearin' it
Let me place your order, stash it like a hoarder
I was smoking overseas, you'd think I was a foreigner (Think I was a foreigner)
Now you pop a C3, I was smoking good weed
Hit me with the "Take these", man, I gotta break these
Shit was too strong, I was too gone (Gone)
Hit me with the heat, feel like I'm in Tucson
All these people fake, needa move back to Croatia
Layin' in the Motherland, I roll up like a Southern land
[Outro]
I just lay back, blow bags worth a hundred grand
Yeah, potion got me flyin' through the ceiling fan
Let me get loose foot loose like a country fan
Let me go again, let me run it back
Let me blow a bag
Countin' hundred bands and I'm lovin' it