Prozac

[Verse 1]:
About to get my seamstress to make some toe tags
Raf Simons backpack only way he hold back
These niggas need to calm down, they need some prozac
Michael Corleone I do em like some road rats
He don't sell work no more, these bitches know that
Out in Copenhagen, she gon hit the whole sack
Bad bitch with me they be like, "how you cope with that?"
Bad bitch with me so cold, I didn't have to bring a coat with that
He ain't go to class, mama had to write a note for that
She ain't got no class, why you even approaching that?

(Hook):
Bitches on my dick and boy I ain't even notice that
I've been getting money but shit I ain't even notice that
I've been selling hundreds of paintings, but I ain't notice that
I've been all around the world about two times, I ain't notice that

[Verse 2]:
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She gon do what I says cool
Talking that shit out the side of his neck, had to put that nigga in his place
Tried to argue this bitch and she just like, "I told you bae"
JJ Dyn-O-Mite, you know I'm bout to detonate
Been like this since [?]
Bitch, I'm high like a witch on a broom

(Hook):
Bitches on my dick and boy I ain't even notice that
I've been getting money but shit I ain't even notice that
I've been selling hundreds of paintings, but I ain't notice that
I've been all around the world about two times, I ain't notice that