Nobody

I just be tweaking out all the time (Keep it up, Sharkboy)

(Gondola) Everywhere I go, I wanna be fried, everywhere I go, I wanna be fried

Can't trust a ho cause these bitches all lie, I'm pulling on the scene looking fly

When I look in the mirror, I just see the pain in my eyes, no doubt about it, I'll get faded tonight

I don't even know what I'm chasing, I'm gone, even know what I'm chasing, I'm gone

Nobody really on what I be on, no one got it like me, I got the sauce

Saint Laurent on me this not no Lacoste, everywhere that I go Onnagondola gone

Everyone wondering what I be on, they be asking why I don't wanna talk

I like being by myself and smoking a lot, I like being by myself and smoking a lot

I be smoking on gas when I roll in the lot, why the fuck you wanna know what I'm on?

Why the fuck you wanna know what I'm on? I fly so high, they don't know how I'm on it