| I be changing up the crib every quarter |
| I got tired of not living how I wanna |
| I’m a make this shit as big as I wanna |
| I get lost of my way to the kitchen in the morning |
| Somewhere in the hills of Montana |
| Baby gotta heal from the traumas |
| Mailbox filled up with commas |
| I’m a make enough to disappear if you wanna |
| I ain’t got no time to waste on the come up |
| I be changing up the crib every quarter |
| I get lost on my way back from the kitchen |
| Cause I don’t know which way I’m going in the corridor |
| I told her woosah |
| Woosah |
| Utah |
| Jazzed off a few shots |
| Woosah |
| Yeah you gotta woosah |
| When I do talk |
| It’s that to the moon talk |
| I know what I want |
| Give no fucks what you want |
| Woosah woosah |
| Fuck the hoopla |
| I saw what I saw |
| Fuck what you saw |
| I been on my day to day |
| Disappear like David Blaine |
| I’m talking woosah woosah |
| Fuck the hoopla |
| I saw what I saw |
| Fuck what you saw |
| I been on my day to day |
| Disappear like David Blaine |
| Shorty tryna act like she perfect |
| She didn’t have to |
| Sometimes shit isn’t working |
| Until it has to |
| I been in my bag |
| I been workin' like I still have to |
| Got mom and dad off Sherman |
| You know I had to |
| Woosah woosah |
| Fuck the hoopla |
| I saw what I saw |
| Fuck what you saw |
| I been on my day to day |
| Disappear like David Blaine |
| I told her woosah |
| Woosah |
| I told her woosah |
| Woosah |
| Not the type of person |
| Concerned with what I can’t do |
| Woosah woosah |
| Fuck the hoopla |
| I saw what I saw |
| Fuck what you saw |
| I been on my day to day |
| Disappear like David Blaine |
| I told her woosah |
| Woosah |