Trap Shit V5 ('Bout To Go Crazy)

[Hook] Aw, yeah I’m up in the building High out my mind, I’m walking on the ceiling Drink a lot of liquor; we all know the feeling (I think I … I think I … I think I …) Wait Aw, yeah I’m up in the building High out my mind, I’m walking on the ceiling Drink a lot of liquor; we all know the feeling (I think I … I think I … I think I’m ‘bout to go cra'!) (I think I … I think I … I think I’m ‘bout to go cra'!) [Hook] Off a molly and a half, in a champagne bath With the attitude the size of a billboard ad (What!?) My day fucked up; yeah, my life gone bad I’m a drink ‘til a nigga don’t feel no sad I’m a smoke ‘til my lung bust, give it ‘til my girl curse Sig' me the cute nurse (Please, could you help me?) Crack her then fuck her, then dump her That bitch which’ll knew that I wasn’t worth shit when she met me! (What!?) Mix in the white with the nasty Pop me another, then roll like a trucker I have the urge to pick up a bottle Take a last swallow, then crack me a fucker Tempers erupt and I need to calm down But I’m so high, I’m scared to look down Pupils is red. I’m half-way dead I close both lids and I hear this sound (What!?) Aw, yeah I’m up in the building High out my mind, I’m walking on the ceiling Drink a lot of liquor; we all know the feeling (I think I … I think I … I think I …) Wait Aw, yeah I’m up in the building High out my mind, I’m walking on the ceiling Drink a lot of liquor; we all know the feeling (I think I … I think I … I think I’m ‘bout to go …)