JC - lose your mind Lyrics

Strange, I might lose my mind
That bitch made me lose my mind
Bitch, you fake, don't hit my line
I get cake like all the time
Hop on top she like to ride
She said I'm her favorite guy
I can't even tell a lie
Why these niggas like to try
Run up on me, you gon' die
That bitch made me lose my mind
F*ck these bitches all the time
I rock Louis Prada all the time
I rock gucci or that number nine
I hate the fake bitch, don't hit my line
All these bitches, man, I can't decide
Don't give a f*ck bitch, you lost your mind
I smoke gas, I get fried
I get high, I can't lie
I rock louis all the time
They acting strange, I might lose my mind
That bitch made me lose my mind
Bitch, you fake, don't hit my line
I get cake all the time
Hop on top she like to ride
She said I'm her favorite guy
I can't even tell a lie
Why these niggas like to try
Run up on me, you gon' die
Don't run up, you get hit with fye
We got hella sticks inside
I got family with mob ties
Bitches mad, I'm in my prime
I get flee, I get fly
I don't got time to waste no time
Give a bitch back, cause she not mine
If it ain't money, don't hit my line
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
I get the bag and f*ck it up
They goin' out sad, I've had enough
I do what I want and you do what you can
I keep gettin' it high, I don't wanna land
I'm losin' my mind
Bitch, you ain't f*ck with me, you not my kind
You gon' get spanked if you step out of line
Psh, talkin' bout some
Congratulations
Bitch
Congratulations to you
You played yourself
I rock gucci or that number nine
I hate the fake, bitch, don't hit my line
All these bitches, man, I can't decide
Don't a f*ck, bitch, you lost your mind
I smoke gas, I get fried
I get high, I can't lie
I rock Louis all the time
They actin strange, I might lose my mind
That bitch made me lose my mind
Bitch, you fake, don't hit my line
I get cake like all the time
Hop on top, she like to ride
She said I'm her favorite guy
I can't even tell a lie
Why these niggas like to try
Run up on me, you gon' die