Oh, oh
I was off the drugs, I know
Time, oh
You know it's Mitch Mula, drop that bumboclaat

Time after time
You been on my mind, I been feelin’ blind
Feel like a hell of a guy
Xanax and Percocets, hell of a high
I'm in a coffin, I'm buried alive
She told me that she was ready to die
I go to sleep ’till the funeral cries
They say they see all the drugs in my eyes

Right or wrong (right or wrong)
Another one that told you I'ma love you forever
Right or wrong (I said right or wrong)
I don't think no other nigga is treating you better, yeah
Right or wrong (right or wrong)
I understand that we don't have an understanding
Right or wrong (right or wrong, right or wrong)
Do you understand that I don't really like attachmеnts?

But you do what you do, I do what I do
Love is suicide, call me suicidal
Xanax and Pеrcocets and alcohol in my vitals
I feel like I'm goin' to hell, Satan disciple, no
I'm too positive check, my prerogative high
Man, prerogative Xanax, words stumbling guy
My momma told me that it wouldn’t hurt to try
I told her: Yeah, but it would hurt to die
So I’m not gonna try
But look at all these other guys (look at all these other guys)
Ain't no way they look you in your eyes (ain’t no way they look you in your eyes)
But I'm not surprised, not surprised, no (I'm not surprised, no)

Time after time
You been on my mind, I been feelin' blind
Feel like a hell of a guy
Xanax and Percocets, hell of a high
I’m in a coffin, I'm buried alive
She told me that she was ready to die
I go to sleep till the funeral cries
They say they see all the drugs in my eyes