They say I lost my mind, I done turned to a maniac Half a millie on my neck, I'm rockin' big racks Kidnap his bitch, he can't get his bitch back Take that, take that, take that, take that I done lost my mind, I done turned to a maniac The money got my head gone, they don't know where he at I be trippin' with Goyard luggage, I carry that Fuckin' on a pop star, I'm tryna marry that Uh uh YG you changed Ever since you been fuckin' with them superstar bitches Saint Laurent drippin That's how I'm feelin' Only thing changed is the drip Bitch I'm chillin' Smellin like Tom ford Lookin' like a million' What you expect I'm a star with stars in the ceiling Ridin' by myself I got the 40 and it's chrome Everything else bussed down yellow gold They like YG tryna come for your spot I'm like how bitch I'm sitting on the block not a throne I'm in my own lane I don't race from nerd nigga I put bands in heads Give you a headband nigga All my bitches bad They don't use filters Your bitches made of plastic and got fillers Fix yo wig, get your track write Tired ass bitch, you look like last night Whole lot of millions sold, I got my plaques write I can tell you niggas ain't eat, get yo smack right They say I lost my mind, I done turned to a maniac Half a millie on my neck, I'm rockin' big racks Kidnap his bitch, he can't get his bitch back Take that, take that, take that, take that I done lost my mind, I done turned to a maniac The money got my head gone, they don't know where he at I be trippin' with Goyard luggage, I carry that Fuckin' on a pop star, I'm tryna marry that All this ice is kinda scary All this ice is Ben and Jerry's All this ice without no dairy Woke up with some ice on my teeth, tooth fairy Yea stunt on a bitch Went from the gate, I'm tryna fuck Keep it blunt on a bitch She know what's up wit the clique She know she gone in the morning She tryna suck on some dick If you ain't tryna fuck girl, I ain't mad at you Chewing on some gum, I might spit it right at you Talked her out her panties, she thought she was at chapel The way I Mac hoes, I should be sponsored by Apple Fuck all the opps, pop they tops like Snapple The shooters wanna slide, you know I cover the travel In the city I'm a nigga, bitch put up a statue I got rich and start sending hittas at you They say I lost my mind, I done turned to a maniac Half a millie on my neck, I'm rockin' big racks Kidnap his bitch, he can't get his bitch back Take that, take that, take that, take that I done lost my mind, I done turned to a maniac The money got my head gone, they don't know where he at I be trippin' with Goyard luggage, I carry that Fuckin' on a pop star, I'm tryna marry that Say-, say I lost my mind, say I lost my mind, I- I be trippin' with Goyard luggage, I carry that They say I lost my mind, I done turned to a- (Turned to a-) I got rich and started sendin' hitters at you