LXVEVIBEZ - LOSING GRIP Lyrics

Off of Xans, i swerve the coupe, cant feel the wheel i'm losing grip
You just take my posts and cap my lyrics on some loser shit
Activist don't work no more, I guess I got too used to this
Molly got me sweating, guess it's good I keep a cooler kit

Bitch you ain't my runner up if you take my swag and run with it
I can tell she love me, it's my heart that she really f*cking with
Thought I popped a molly, but for real I think it's some other shit
Bad lil' ho, she bad for me, but I think I could have fun with this

She don't like to ride with me, cause I nod off all in the driver seat
Bitch grab the wheel and drive for me, then I wake up again surprisingly
She asking me what's wrong with me, its the Xannies and Perkies, they got to me
The pills and the syrup my remedy, but the codeine ruin my memory

Cut off some friends who ain't care for me, but I still be with Kifo he family
She wanna pop out where cameras be, but I told her I gotta move carefully
I took her outside the Florida heat, and I picked her up with my foreign keys
I can tell that she adoring me, but it's not long till she bored of me

Closed like the captions i'm closing the curtains, that came on the Maybach truck
She think that she hurting me, but at the end of the day I'll just say that's tough
He posted his lo' in the morning, we ended this day with some bad bad luck
Pills, nicotine, lean been hurting my body, it's adding up

Off of Xans I swerve the coupe, can't feel the wheel, I'm losing grip
You just take my post and cap my lyrics on some loser shit
Activist don't work no more, I guess I got too used to this
Molly got me sweating, guess it's good I keep it cool to keep

Bitch you ain't my runner up, if you take my swag and run with it
I can tell she love me, it's my heart that she really f*cking with
Thought I popped a molly, but for real I think it's some other shit
Bad lil hoe she bad for me, but I think I could have fun with this

If my brother's got beef, I'll part the sea, and if you got my heart then you're part of me
If you don't like me that's partial beef, cause I can't beef with someone that's under me
She said that she want all of me, but when I'm off drugs it's hard to be
When I take Xans it's hard to see, and this codeine clogging my artery

She shocked that I woke up this morning, told her I forgot to die
She pissed off that I'm late, but I've been tripping, I forgot the time
I don't carry guns because I never lost a f*cking fight
Only thing I've lost a couple times is my f*cking mind

Off of Xans, I swerve the coupe, can't feel the wheel, I'm losing grip
You just take my posts and cap my lyrics on some loser shit
Activist don't work no more, I guess I got too used to this
Molly got me sweating, guess it's good I keep a cool look in

Bitch you ain't my runner if you take my swag and run with it
I can tell she love me, it's my heart that she really f*cking with
Thought I popped a Molly, but for real I think it's some other shit
Bad lil hoe she bad for me, but I think I could have fun with this

I'm losing grip
You be on loser shit, but I guess I got too used to this
Bitch you ain't my runner, If you take my swag and run with it
I can tell she love me, it's my heart that she really f*cking with

Thought I popped a Molly, but for real I think it's some other shit
Bad lil hoe she bad for me, but I think I could have fun with this