"I CAN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING" lyrics
I got seven heads plus eleven legs
Watch me walk
Don't get left for dead
Fuck it let em' rest get the chop
Line em' up
Now wassup?
Serums in effect right now I'm possessed
I can't talk
And you been in debt to me
I'll collect what it cost
Damn that's tough
What the fuck?
Hold up let em' cook
I go Devin Book
In my crib alone
This my heaven look
Up til 8am
Everyone say they him
Imma just Ray J Kim and
Show you my payday grin
I'm the baddest kid who's in detention
You the one they don't never mention
I think shit beyond your comprehension
Working every day to draw a pension
Eventually I sure would hate to be your eye
Just got dropped off from the sky
Time to chop em' down to size
You too small to ride this ride
Jimmy Stewart I'm that guy
Like it's 1955
Hit that dough up watch it rise
I'm too gone to hear her cries
She gone leave it's no surprise
Guess who's takin' home the prize?
Fuck that bitch I ain't even try
You pop vessels in your eyes
I don't mean to boast but let's make a toast
Put up your glass we doing the most
I'm packing my back and hitting the coast
I got seven heads plus eleven legs
Watch me walk
Don't get left for dead
Fuck it let em' rest get the chop
Line em' up
Now wassup?
Serums in effect right now I'm possessed
I can't talk
And you been in debt to me
I'll collect what it cost
Damn that's tough
What the fuck?
Watch me walk
Don't get left for dead
Fuck it let em' rest get the chop
Line em' up
Now wassup?
Serums in effect right now I'm possessed
I can't talk
And you been in debt to me
I'll collect what it cost
Damn that's tough
What the fuck?
Hold up let em' cook
I go Devin Book
In my crib alone
This my heaven look
Up til 8am
Everyone say they him
Imma just Ray J Kim and
Show you my payday grin
I'm the baddest kid who's in detention
You the one they don't never mention
I think shit beyond your comprehension
Working every day to draw a pension
Eventually I sure would hate to be your eye
Just got dropped off from the sky
Time to chop em' down to size
You too small to ride this ride
Jimmy Stewart I'm that guy
Like it's 1955
Hit that dough up watch it rise
I'm too gone to hear her cries
She gone leave it's no surprise
Guess who's takin' home the prize?
Fuck that bitch I ain't even try
You pop vessels in your eyes
I don't mean to boast but let's make a toast
Put up your glass we doing the most
I'm packing my back and hitting the coast
I got seven heads plus eleven legs
Watch me walk
Don't get left for dead
Fuck it let em' rest get the chop
Line em' up
Now wassup?
Serums in effect right now I'm possessed
I can't talk
And you been in debt to me
I'll collect what it cost
Damn that's tough
What the fuck?
