[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
Only been a few hours, but it felt like days
Only been days, but it feel like months
I been gone for a year, only wrote like once
Life moves fast when you do what you want
I guess I'm doing what I want
Hope you doing what you want (What else?)
But what you want?
(I don't know)

[Verse 1: Brent Faiyaz]
My new bitch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too–
My new bitch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too–
My new bitch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too scary
My old bitch fine like Jackiе Brown
I don't wanna love her, she too down
Will you bе my leading lady?
I want a contract, girl no maybe
In the meantime (I guess I'm doing what I want)
Get some me-time (Hope you doing what you want)

[Bridge: Brent Faiyaz]
Maybe I don't love myself, I don't know
Leave me here, I'll fuck myself
She be, she be in the mirror, I duck myself
I don't need much so fuck my wealth
[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
Only been a few hours, but it felt like days
Only been days, but it feel like months
I been gone for a year, only wrote like once
Life moves fast when you do what you want
I guess I'm doing what I want (You don't gotta front when life's a water front)
Hope you doing what you want (What else?)
But what you want?
I don't know, you could play it loud?

[Verse 2: Brent Faiyaz]
Crib by the beach like Ordell
No Beaumont, my killers don't tell
Chateau Marmont grabbed the Louis off the shelf
Now my bitch addicted to Chanel
Will you, will you be my leading lady?
I want a contract, girl no maybe
In the meantime (I guess I'm doing what I want)
Get some me-time (I don't know)
(Hope you doing what you want)
My new bitch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too scary
My old bitch fine like Jackie Brown

[Interlude]
Tried to tell you, my G
But you keep on pullin' up with that wack shit
She ain't fuckin' with that shit
You ain't showin' ya G side, my G
You hear me? Shit
What, it's chopped up and not slopped up
Anything else? Shit, get rid of that shit, my G
Throw that shit out and then I want you to
Drop the roof and let the smoke clear
Jammin' that wack shit is like smokin' reggie, you feel me?
Drop-Drop-Drop the roof and let the smoke clear
Drop-Drop-Drop the, drop the roof and let the smoke clear
Drop-Drop-Drop the roof and let the smoke clear
Chopstars
Drop-Drop-Drop the roof and let the smoke clear
[Verse 3: Brent Faiyaz]
Drop the roof and let the smoke clear (Smoke clear, smoke clear)
I got diamonds (Ooh, ooh), doin' toosie slides in both ears
Dice rollin' on the Las Vegas strip tonight
Slip that on (Ooh, ooh), and we might miss the fight
Fuck a knot, I keep the guala in my shorty bag (Ooh, ooh)
You know she one of mine, when she tattoo that ass
I'm a lover boy, she love the toys (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep it comin', you a rider
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit
This that "Roll myself a J and count my figure" shit