(Hook) Got a problem and I try to tell myself it’s something different But ain’t nothing new, I gotta have that In my system, in my system I’ve been fienin for a feeling If you wit it come and give in If you ain’t, no I ain’t trippin But I need it in my system My system, my system, my system I don’t know (my system) bout you But I need it in my system My system, my system, my system I don’t know (my system) bout you But…
(Verse) I need it in my cup, my swisha My drugs, my bitches See em pumpin they fists Man this feeling is officially in my system Get trippy, we wildin, safari Probably won’t remember much, tonight that you solved I done had so many sips of this Patrone up in my system Baby don’t be too pretentious, ain’t nobody payin attention Do yo dance, do yo dance Just don’t rock that thimble tumble thumble It’s okay, go ahead and do yo thing up in this condo Got a problem, no denial, keep it real with my addiction Call me Timmy Tom and Taylor if you need a fuckin fixing But for now, baby now all you gotta do is listen Drink strong, man it feel like I’ve been lifted Come and kick it
(Hook) Got a problem and I try to tell myself it’s something different But ain’t nothing new, I gotta have that In my system, in my system I’ve been fienin for a feeling If you wit it come and give in If you ain’t, no I ain’t trippin But I need it in my system My system, my system, my system I don’t know (my system) bout you But I need it in my system My system, my system, my system I don’t know (my system) bout you But…
(Verse) I need it in my drink, my system The drums, it’s kickin The drugs is kickin I’m drunk, believe it You sober? You trippin Somebody get him a cane I’m with the dream team, drinkin on championship champagne Now I done had too many sips of different mixes in my system All these women in my section, it get hard to pay attention That’s my bed, that’s yo bed, Ain’t nobody you could be mad at! Amen cus you’re Miley Every shot up tonight Going crazy in this bitch Like all the walls are painted Not in my right mind but my bitch right out the pageant Tell er keep it goin cus strictly it’s molasses See a hole in the swisha, don’t worry baby, I’ll patch it
(Hook) Got a problem and I try to tell myself it’s something different But ain’t nothing new, I gotta have that In my system, in my system I’ve been fienin for a feeling If you wit it come and give in If you ain’t, no I ain’t trippin But I need it in my system My system, my system, my system I don’t know (my system) bout you But I need it in my system My system, my system, my system I don’t know (my system) bout you But…
My system, my system, my system My system My system, my system, my systemTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
