Lose It ft. Mudmade Dreko Lyrics

(Eternal)

(Catch me with this ice on)

(It might stop the traffic)

Baby I ain't average

Catch me outside with this ice on, it might stop the traffic

Poppin' rubber bands all night, we throw it up and let em have it

I might pull up like I'm Luka, since I'm ballin' like the Mavericks

I might pull up, cop the whole thing, and break it down in fractions

I might lose it all, but bitch I bet I get it back

I'm tryna take care of my dogs, don't be surprised you see a vet

I'm way to turnt up in this motherfucker, flyer than a jet

I know they mad, I'm going crazy, I'm just too far gone

Trap nigga, I got two phones

All Blue Notes, baby pit and she a Blue Nose

When I walk in, diamonds hittin' off the two-tone.

Dynamite wrist, bout to go cop me a Hublot

Don't be mad if I pull up and your bitch get to choosing

Hallelujah, I just had to thank the Lord before I lose it

She keep askin' is my heart steel cold like a ruger

I still gotta play my cards right. Baby, I ain't losing

Baby I ain't average

Catch me outside with this ice on, it might stop the traffic

Poppin' rubber bands all night, we throw it up and let em have it

I might pull up like I'm Luka, since I'm ballin' like the Mavericks

I might pull up, cop the whole thing, and break it down in fractions

I got this bitch up in the club, she wanna rock like Lil Uzi

I told that bitch that I'm a star, and now she wanna make some movies

I got two bitches on my side, and I don't know which one I'm choosin'

I got two sticks up on my side, and I don't know which one to shoot with

We get to barking like some pits, and that's cause all my niggas ruthless

Them bullets hit his brain, you know it had that nigga clueless

This nigga said he want me dead, I told his goofy ass to do it

Get to failing' every test up in this bitch, I'm goin' stupid

This bitch tryna shoot my heart, this lil' bitch, she think she cupid

I got that winning in my heart, so lil' nigga, I can't lose it

He bet not leave his fucking crib, cause we gon' pull up, we gon' loot it

This bitch callin' me a duffel bag boy, lil tunechi

Baby I ain't average

Catch me outside with this ice on, it might stop the traffic

Poppin' rubber bands all night, we throw it up and let em have it

I might pull up like I'm Luka, since I'm ballin' like the Mavericks

I might pull up, cop the whole thing, and break it down in fractions

I might lose it all, but bitch I bet I get it back

I'm tryna take care of my dogs, don't be surprised you see a vet

I'm way to turnt up in this motherfucker, flyer than a jet

I know they mad, I'm going crazy, I'm just too far gone

You already know what it is, Skit Karter

DKB in this bitch