Can't Think
Yeat Lyrics

Fell in love with easter pink
I became infatuated with a particular shade of pink that brings me joy and pleasure

That's that good shit, on my man
This pink color is highly satisfying, especially when my partner approves of it

Popped a perc' can't even think
I consumed a powerful painkiller and now I'm unable to properly process my thoughts

This shit still feeling like a dream
Even though I'm under the influence, everything around me still seems unreal and surreal

I scammed myself with diamond rings
I deceived myself by spending a significant amount of money on expensive rings

Dropped fifteen hunnid on my feet
I splurged $1,500 on footwear, making a statement with my extravagant spending

That's what got these diamonds dancing
My flashy shoes with diamond embellishments attract attention and make the diamonds sparkle

My bitch a thriller, yeah Like Michael Jackson
My partner is exciting and thrilling, similar to the way Michael Jackson used to captivate audiences

This shit get realer why the hell you asking?
The situation becomes more intense, so why are you even questioning it?

My drip a boat, I guess I am the captain
My style and fashion sense are so exceptional that I am the leader and everyone else follows

Why you bo'? Why you always capping?
Why are you bothered? Why do you consistently exaggerate and lie?

I'm all by myself
I am alone, without anyone else's presence or assistance

I smoke this weed all by myself
I consume marijuana on my own, without sharing it with others

They ain't like the kid they slime me Up put me on the shelf
They don't appreciate or support me, instead they betray and isolate me

They don't like the kid I know they hating I could tell
They have animosity towards me, and I can sense their dislike

H-H-Hate is overrated, money made me how I am
Hate is not important or significant, my wealth and success shaped my current identity

I do what I want
I act according to my own desires and preferences

And I see you do what you can
I observe that you only do what is within your limited abilities

This perc' 10 beat my ass, nah I don't fuck with xans, nah
This powerful painkiller overwhelmed me, but I avoid using another drug called Xanax

They wanna fuck my shit up I can't even give 'em a chance
Others want to ruin my life or reputation, so I refuse to give them an opportunity to do so

I got bread, yeah, on my pocket Got baguette on my ring from France
I have a significant amount of money in my pocket, and my ring is adorned with a diamond cut in the shape of a baguette, sourced from France

I swear to god that all of y'all lost it Don't care bout shit bout 'em bands
I firmly believe that all of you have gone crazy, and I don't care about anything related to money

Your guys switched up on yo' Ass for the bands
Your friends turned against you, abandoned you, solely for the sake of money

But you said that's your mans
Yet, you claim that person is your close friend

I got, I got, racks Racks, racks, racks, racks, racks I got racks, I got racks, racks, I got, racks I got, I got racks, I got racks, racks Hunnids, fifties, cash, racks
I possess a substantial amount of money, as indicated by the stacks of cash in different denominations