I haven't done a blow for a while It's been now two months and I can't control Powder in my nose takes my mind to a whole new world I'm a junkie, I know I pull up like a ghost, there's somebody tryna fuck shit up with my black trench coat They know wassup in two moves Girl, I know your sin, had feeling it'd come Tied like a knot, you trippin' on words Girl, I know your tricks, and I know 'em the most You fight me even if my head's down beaten, I can't make shit heal (I can't make shit heal) Talkin' like she hates me but she fuck me in the black two seater, I ain't seeing shit heal It's a little blood show coming from this brand new beamer when the scene's done bleeding They know wassup, in two moves Girl, I know your sin, had feeling it'd come Tied like a knot, you trippin' on words Girl, I know your tricks, and I know 'em the most You fight me even if my head's down beaten, I can't make shit heal Talkin' like she hates me but she fuck me in the black two seater, I ain't seeing shit heal