It's the time of the year when I'm alone
Been too busy, can't pick up the phone
Ride with me, girl, I know you wanna
Yo' best friend be knockin' at my door
Know you see them ones right on the floor
0-2-6-1, bae, that's the code, come here
Girl, I hope you know that I heard about ya
Too many bitches, I can't worry 'bout ya
Girl, I'll be fine, yes
Without yo' fine ass
Caffeine, my mind crash
Just let the time pass
Fine shit's hella thick
Look at you, know God exist
Look like it's cake in yo' face
Eighty, I just left L. A
Where I'm at? You can't locate
I ain't got no baggage
She asked me what happened
Like Luka, do magic
They don't want no static
Win a GRAMMY, I might piss in it
Vegetables, my cabbage, no, I can't get no bitch in it
We big litty in Sin City
Shawty bad, I need two of those
Left the house, I was hella broke
Came back with a newer load
All up in yo' mind
All up in yo' spine
With the killers outside
Best you better stay quiet
It's nights like this, nights like this
Nights, I wish I can do the impossible
I wish I can do the impossible
It's nights like this, nights like this
Nights like this, nights like this
I wish I can do the impossible
I wish I can do the impossible

And I wanna go at it coldly
I want, I want to shake people up so bad
that when they leave a nightclub where I performed
I-I just want them to be to pieces
I wanna go in that-that den of those elegant people
with their old ideas, smugness, and just drive them insane
When I'm calm and cool and really got, uh
the antenna workin', you don't—, you know when—