Where's My Mind

Where's my mind, I must have just lost it I emptied out all of my pockets 'Bout to blast off just like a rocket In the middle, fucked up the moshpit I can't deal with all of this fuck shit I might jump on out of this cockpit I said turn the fuck off the soft shit Bitch get up and jump in the moshpit Go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go (Wrist spinning, why does it spin so much?) Go, go, go, go (Wrist spinning, why does it spin so much?) Go, go, go, go (Wrist spinning, why does it spin so much?) Fuck this shit I can't get rid of it You petty little bitch You're not ready for this shit Fuck this shit I can't get rid of it You petty little bitch You're not ready for this shit Ice on neck, bitch on wet IPhone X, I don't flex Ice on neck, bitch on wet IPhone X, I don't flex Wait, I flex, hard as Fuck in this bitch, got some ice on my wrist Got your hoe on my lap, damn, it is so deep