Текст песни Narcissist - Bfizzle

Look at these diamonds shine like a chandelier bob my head once I light up the room
I be getting lost in my head when ion wanna be bothered with nobody go to the moon
How you do that
Roll me another one pop me another one eat me a shroom
Addicted to drugs ion really be talking bout the problems unless I express through the tunes
Don't get the boy started if you get rowdy with me ima show you the shit what I do
These niggas know what I be doing to these niggas that's why they been put up hiding from the crew
30 for 30 bitch ima warrior sweeping ya king bitch I gotta broom
Put fear in these niggas stop watching from fake pages send a dot to me I'm coming through
I wun there but I had got the drop and dropped it caught another assist
House arrest bracelet been beeping I been chilling I might send a blitz
Bought off the market plus I be rappin make all typa hits
These boys some gravediggers off inside the head they aint got no commonsense

Diamonds hit behind the 5% tint sitting in traffic
Nonchalant on all these hoes gotta count some money to make me happy
Wont catch Fizzle fucking with these niggas locked in with my family
Niggas switch up on the gang cause they can't hang they all embarrassed
Ducked off far away house on acres
My trap full of exotic I got plenty flavors
Purple and yellow promethazine Lakers
Waited my turn but a nigga impatient
Not talking bout no money ill talk to you later
I learned it from school keep my eyes on my paper
Thinking highly of myself she always tell me I'm a narcissist

My best friend Andrew Jackson how the hell you call me racist
I accept the life i choose and all the risk that I been taking
Wish I go back in time bring back my dogs I miss been taking
Can't do it move it forward hit they block they shit been quaking
I live life high speed run from police indeed
I protect my self with grandma potion and this Glock on me
Galleria you finding me but you got search through lotta trees
Walk inside my spot got dogs and chopsticks bitch got two two threes
She come to the galleria drop to her knees I promise she bring back her friend
I'm forever in debt with Mali he change my life more than my friend
We just ran through booku bags inside the spot trapped out the den
I had to grow up hit some licks and pull some juggs to help out Lynn

And now these diamonds hit behind the 5% tint sitting in traffic
Nonchalant on all these hoes gotta count some money to make me happy
Wont catch Fizzle fucking with these niggas locked in with my family
Niggas switch up on the gang cause they can't hang they all embarrassed
Ducked off far away house on acres
My trap full of exotic I got plenty flavors
Purple and yellow promethazine Lakers
Waited my turn but a nigga impatient
Not talking bout no money ill talk to you later
I learned it from school keep my eyes on my paper
Thinking highly of myself she always tell me I'm a narcissist