Should Be Gone (Interlude) lyrics

[Verse 1: Nafe Smallz]
Yeah, I should be gone, been lacking on 'em
Could never find what is wrong and that's the problem, uh
Looking round the Island, I never find 'em reasons
I should be feeling alive can I remind 'em
Young n*gga, I'm popping, you sounding poppy
Back in my ends, probably some n*ggas that wanna rob me
I be like the black cocaine but nuttin' like Bobby
You try putting it on me, you know them bullets are on me
I do this for a hobby, n*gga, it's written on me
I'ma die war with my body, ain't no kamikaze
She wanna pop it and party and get ménage
Spit on my hand, on her punani, I get her naughty
Making her dance all on the c*cky, she wanna love me
Hit it and leave, she wanted all me but never got me, I got this
From the show to one of my homies' apartments
Smoking, she popping, she high
She can't stop it, I might
Let her stay the night, I know she wanna
Mama told me not to trust these b*tches, I never wanna
I let her roll up and smoke on the marijuana
Fell asleep in the pus*y and regret it after
I'm always doing the kind of sh*t get you f*cked up
Them drugs, can't get enough, it's picking me up
Sipping a cup, mix it with the Henny, we trippy as f*ck
The melodic so peak, we living it up
A million's up, ah
[Verse 2: Young Kye]
Getting head in the bathroom
Dip the club and push a button, the car cruise
(I'm out of my mind) but in my body, I can't lose
I'm living a dream, I stay awake till the afternoon
(Pagans watching) Its very true, I never knew
Red and blue pills in the bag, I let her choose
The devil on my shoulder, the demon said let it loose
I might need a reverend, I see heaven in revenue
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No time for my ex-girl, look, baby, I'm
(Cut that b*tch off)
East side with a new ting, look, baby, I'm
(Woo)

[Outro: Young Kye]
Switch lanes
Can't go Westfield, yeah, the kid famous
Caught your girl slipping, West End's dangerous
Got your girl strippin, I'm Rick James
And, you know
Na-na, you know