Crisis

[Intro]

Huh, ay

Yeah, huh

[Chorus]

I'm not sure who I am, off of 30 Vyvanse

Look how dirty my hands, I'm not sure who I am

Oh goddamn, yeah

I'm not sure who I am, off of 30 Vyvanse

Look how dirty my hands, I'm not sure who I am

Oh goddamn

[Verse 1]

Existential crisis, I don't get what life is

I'm so indecisive, I pick all the vices

No one like us 'cause there's no one like us

No, we not gon' dap you, not even before the virus

Got my phone on silent, no more talkin' to thots

I keep runnin' up the score, you keep watchin' the clock

Got some money off a tour, I keep that locked in a box

I don't know how much is in there but I know it's a lot

I don't trust the government so I don't fuck with the cops

I been on some other shit, and you've been stuck in the spot

Only send my brother shit, he know that shit 'bout to pop

If I don't know you bitch, I don't care if you like it or not