You Want It

You gon' lose your mind (GASHI)

You gon' lose your mind (I'm ******* your *****)

You gon' lose your mind (Hahaha)

You gon' lose your mind,

You gon' lose your ************* mind

Word around town man I been it

Every time I come around s**t get lit

Yup, love my sound never miss s**t

When it comes to the pen this the hit stick dips**ts

Y'all got me all ****** up

Popping bottles in the crib cause it's just us

Ain't none of these ************* loved us

Table full of guys how the **** you gon' judge us

I been sippin', we winnin', then grab me some more

Re-up on bottles we running real low

Chilling with models they sniffing on blow

Need us more dutches it's back to the store

Started from bulls**t then concrete I rose

Now at my shows, we throw up our fours

Haters so salty cause my wrists on froze

If you close minded then keep your mouth closed, ahhhh

They so quick to hate s**t

Claim when they see me they gon' spray s**t

Run up on me never say s**t

GASHI on my playlist, hit me with that fake s**t

You be in the club looking basic

I be in the booth in my Bape s**t

Made it, radio never wanna play s**t

************* so racist, ****** up

Never learned how to drive stick

As a kid been busy writing rhymes in my Sidekick

Turn your main chick into my side *****

Turn a lame ***** into a hot chick

Fly kid, they could never never pop s**t

Cop s**t, looking fleek when I rock s**t

Never kiss hoes, I just give em' c**k quick

Tell em' stay above the rim, on my Pac s**t

Ahhhhh, that life I live that

Those cars I whip that

Bad broads I hit that

Ahhhhh, that life I live that

You mad, you mad, you mad

Cause you want it (lose your mind)

You want it (lose your mind)

You want it (lose your mind)

You want it (lose your mind)

You want it (lose your mind)

You want it (lose your mind)

You want it

I can tell that you want it

I told ya, I told ya

I like it, I cop it,

Then Yao when I rock it (yeah when I rock it)

Taking these photos with haters

Go back to the crib then I crop it (Ah ha)

Money too long, can't fit in my pocket

Can't fit in my wallet (Can't fit it!)

I don't pay for *****,

She said I'm so handsome she wanna just ride it

Whipping the Benz, me and my bros

Setting these trends, ******* these hoes

Whippin' and trippin' we gettin' these O's

And I'm ******* your ***** and I'm changing my clothes

Got my own 4's, can't cop em' in stores

Pull up at shows, turn OFF my phone

Haters so fake, leave me alone

They ask for a steak, I feed em' bone, ahhhh

I'm European face it, all of these other rappers so basic

Just know that you made it when your friends start hating

And pulling, and pulling that fake s**t

All of these rappers that made it before me

Just taught me I gotta be patient

This ain't my flow this that Drake s**t

But **** it - shqipe we made it!

I'm your,

I'm your favorite rapper's favorite rapper on the low

They text me my s**t is **** but they will never post

They support me from a distance like some ******* hoes

But when they need a hit, they be so quick to call my phone

Ahhhhh, that life I live that

Those cars I whip that

Bad broads I hit that

Ahhhhh, that life I live that

You mad, you mad, you mad

Cause you want it (lose your mind)

You want it (lose your mind)

You want it (lose your mind)

You want it (lose your mind)

You want it (lose your mind)

You want it (lose your mind)

You want it

I can tell that you want it

You gon' lose your mind

You gon', you gon' lose your mind

You gon' lose your mind

You gon', you gon' lose your mind

You gon' lose your mind

You gon', you gon' lose your mind

You gon' lose your mind,

You gon' lose your ************* mind