​loosie loosie

[Verse 1]
Loosie loosie, the rope is noosey
I hold the two-liter bottle and body all them shots 'til I pass out
I'm bout to cash out, the sinless throw stones first
So I should be the first one stoned in this glass house
Zoned out, nah I’m xanned out
Life ain’t never what you plan out
And the shit you cooking up hasn't panned out
You stacking bands thinking that's so outstanding
But you don't really stand out
And you getting picked up at your man's house
So whats the plan, we gon' stand outside or just bang now?
I only give a fuck about getting the next object
So who gon' be my next bitch, my mind so occupied with
Fake love, niggas just tryna make love
Cool it with bitches who doing the same drugs
Day 1s lately feel like 2, 3s
So I guess they were never really A1