Photo ID

New week no sleep no key
I lost 'em in the street
And no I can't see without you
Billy and Badu I'll follow you into any room
'Cause I can't hear without you
Shɪt gets weird when you talk about it
Lit in line smile for the photo ID
Inside that's where we can be free
Your highness caught you sippin' on lean
Reminds me that's how it's supposed to be
B***h you fell asleep too fast
I want my money back
But I can't deal without you
Stuck behind your beat
I kick my feet up
You're so mean
But I can't dream without you
S**t gets weird when you talk about it
Lit in line smile for the photo ID
Inside that's where we can be free
Your highness caught you sippin' on lean
Reminds me that's how it's supposed to be
Aight pictures of my friends on my Instagram
And photos of my toes on my OnlyFans
And visuals in these frames look better
Than the ones that she posted on Facebook
I'm ready when you wanna point that shoot that pop that
Polaroid that screw that chop that lean
The s**t that only happened in my wildest dreams
The s**t we talk about and listen to behind the screens
And now we tryna stream consciousness
Ayy
Baby you be tryna stream songs like this
I told you I just want to remember this
I told you I be tryna create memories
But everybody 'round me want a check
Only thing that keep me out of that bag full of that white
Or that bottle full of that red is photos on my desk
Only thing that keep me out of my head when I'm in bed
Is the photos on the wall back when we had it all
So I be tryna keep track of it
Ayy
Catch and then it vanish like a magic trick
Ayy
'Specially when you was on Xans and s**t
Ayy
Truthfully I don't even understand that s**t another stanza
My b***h an actor my homie managin' makin' sure that they payin' us
I'm just a natural when it come to pickin' the brands up
And I'm only twenty-five G
Tell that b***h to take a picture for the photo ID f**k
Lit in line smile for the photo ID
Inside that's where we can be free
Your highness caught you sippin' on lean
Reminds me that's how it's 'posed to be
Ooh baby turn off the light
You're gonna make my body fry
Ooh baby don't you cry
S**t gets weird when you talk about it
Ooh baby turn off the light
You're gonna make my body fry
Ooh baby don't you cry
S**t gets weird when you talk about it
Lit in line smile for the photo ID
Inside that's where we can be free
Your highness caught you sippin' on lean
Reminds me that's how it's 'posed to be