Текст песни Control - Grim Ox

I think I'm going out of control yuh
Swervin in the mazi or the rolls yuh
I might put Balenci on her toes yuh
That bitch try to wife me told her hold up
Smokin on this gas it got me slowed up
That shit left me dead just like a coma
Bottles in the club we gotta pour up
Don't worry lil bro I'm 'bout to go up
I'm just getting litty going straight up
Shorty hit my line I told her wait up
Backends off these shows that's 'bout a K yuh
100,000 put it all up in the safe yuh

Tiptoe through the night
No thoughts, outta mind
Take off from the flight
Im yours, is you mine
Said I'm outta line
But I'm doing fine
Tiptoe through the night
No thoughts, outta mind
Take off from the flight
Im yours, is you mine
Said I'm outta line
But I'm doing fine

I can't feel my face with you
I'd run a hundred mile race with you
You know I can't have no space with you
It really feels like I'm in space with you
I been on my lonely
Ball out like ginobli
Handles like I'm Parker
Handles like I'm Tony
She was in the charger
I was in the 'rarri
I keep goin' harder
But no one can stop me
Boy you is so garbage
Garbage like Xanarchy
You know I'm a shoota
You can call me Carti
Mix the Henny with Bacardi
That shit got me slumped up
Told that girl I'm sorry
Think I had enough yuh
And I think I had enough
Cause I cannot tell the difference between love and the lust
Yeah these bitches they don't care they won't ever have my trust
Trying to forget tonight, take another puff

Tiptoe through the night
No thoughts, outta mind
Take off from the flight
Im yours, is you mine
Said I'm outta line
But I'm doing fine
Tiptoe through the night
No thoughts, outta mind
Take off from the flight
Im yours, is you mine
Said I'm outta line
But I'm doing fine