FASD - Одежда

I been living fast, fast, fast, fast
Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
But hurry up and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 'ad
I know all these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'ma die with respect, yeah
Fucking with my money, you'll get dealt like that, yeah
I took too many pills, count up the bills, uh
Molly in my cup, I can't tell you how I feel, uh
Oh, last call
Oh-oh, that's gnarly
Every day I be counting up, counting up