​faded

[Intro: T3AR]
Xanz
Yeah (Yeah, yeah), ayy, you a bitch (Nah-nah)
Talkin’ on that hot shit (Ooh)
Yeah, I stay with my crew

[Chorus: T3AR]
Yeah, bitch, I’m faded, oh (Yeah, yeah)
Ain’t nun’ gon’ stop me now (Bah, bah, bah)
Bitch, I’m faded
It’s like through all these damn clouds (Bitch, I’m so high)
Bitch, I’m faded, oh
Ain’t nun’ gon’ stop me now (Yeah, yeah, no, no, no)
Ain’t nun’ gon’ stop me now (Now, yeah, yeah, yeah, wait)
Ain’t nun’ gon’ stop me now (Ain’t nun’ gon’ stop me, yeah, yeah, on God)

[Post-Chorus: T3AR]
Bitch, I’m hella faded and you wish you was too (Yeah, yeah)
You ain’t on my pack, you ain’t all on my boof (Nah, nah)
Bitch, I’m hella crazy when I hop up in the booth (Yeah, gang)
Bitches goin’ crazy ‘cause they know just how I move (Sss), that’s on God (Yes)
I wish I told you bitches how much I could fuckin’ do it (Yeah, yeah)
But you bitchеs’ll be some bitches, don’t support thе move? (Nah-nah-nah)
How you claimin’ you better? Like, I roll over you (Yeah, yeah)
I got visions on visions (No, no, no), like, I’m not under you (Yeah, yeah)
Ah, that’s on God (Yeah, you know who the fuck is on this)
Bitch, six, yeah (Yeah, you know what I’m sayin’? Yeah, you know it?)

[Verse: Diizii]
Huh? Words slurrin’, and you know why, ‘cause I’m hella faded
And don’t be in my fuckin’ DM if it ain’t ‘bout some paper
Don’t be talkin’ to me when I’m geeked, I’ll see you later
If you really trippin’ ’bout a bitch, I’m not relatin’
Fuck you talkin’ ‘bout? You tweakin’? You ain’t high as us
And if you really high, just know that I am higher, trust (Oh-eh, oh-eh)
How you talkin’ ‘bout trappin’, but you ain’t run it up? (Oh-eh, oh-eh)
Any youngin’ throw me any beat, I fuck it up (Oh-eh, oh-eh)
Don’t be talkin’ ‘bout you real, bitch, just show me
I ask my shawty for some face, she finna throw me
And my shawty ass thick as these motherfuckin’ blunts
I’m just being blunt, ho, don’t put up a front
And I could fuck my broad from the back and from the front (B-B–)
Backshots in the back seat, she suck me up in the front
I just hit her four times in a row, you done after one
And it took me no effort, I just be doin’ it for fun
And I caught a ten and she straight outta BP
Got ‘em spinnin’ again and again, it’s not a CD
We could really fuck your life up up in the city
One hand on the wheel, the other grabbin’ her titty
Do you really know how to play with the heater?
If I don’t got respect for you, then you ain’t gettin’ no features
Fuck all ‘em other bitches, I ain’t even wanna keep ‘em
Don’t sell me Reggie, youngin’, you can really keep it
How you tell him he ain’t got it? Bro, he tryna make it
And the fuck is you doin’ wit’ yo’self, you really fakin’
You get what you get in this life, cuz, you gotta take it
You got bread, but, for your homies, you ain’t finna break it?
Hol’ up, listen, ain’t nothin’ finna stop me now
And what you fiendin’ for, foo’? (Xanz) You can have the clout
And I’m really faded, ho, I’m up in the clouds
Don’t listen to rumors, you know what I’m about

[Chorus: T3AR]
Yeah, bitch, I’m faded, oh (Yeah, yeah)
Ain’t nun’ gon’ stop me now (Bah, bah, bah)
Bitch, I’m faded
It’s like through all these damn clouds (Bitch, I’m so high)
Bitch, I’m faded, oh
Ain’t nun’ gon’ stop me now (Yeah, yeah, no, no, no)
Ain’t nun’ gon’ stop me now (Now, yeah, yeah, yeah, wait)
Ain’t nun’ gon’ stop me now (Ain’t nun’ gon’ stop me, yeah, yeah, on God)

[Post-Chorus: T3AR]
Bitch, I’m hella faded and you wish you was too (Yeah, yeah)
You ain’t on my pack, you ain’t all on my boof (Nah, nah)
Bitch, I’m hella crazy when I hop up in the booth (Yeah, gang)
Bitches goin’ crazy ‘cause they know just how I move (Sss), that’s on God (Yes)
I wish I told you bitches how much I could fuckin’ do it (Yeah, yeah)
But you bitches’ll be some bitches, don’t support the move? (Nah-nah-nah)
How you claimin’ you better? Like, I roll over you (Yeah, yeah)
I got visions on visions (No, no, no), like, I’m not under you (Yeah, yeah)
Ah, that’s on God (Yeah, you know who the fuck is on this)
Bitch, six, yeah (Yeah, you know what I’m sayin’? Yeah, you know it?)

[Outro: T3AR]
Yeah (Yeah, yeah), ayy, you a bitch (Nah-nah)
Talkin’ on that hot shit (Ooh)
Yeah, I stay with my crew