Photo ID

Ahaha, oh, shit no

Oh, fuck

Aw, man, tell the label

Tell the label

No weed, no sleep, no key

I lost 'em in the street

And no, I can't see without you

Billie and Badu

I'll follow you into any room

'Cause I can't hear without you

(Shit gets weird when you talk about it)

Lit in line, smile for the photo ID

Inside, that's where we can be free

Your highness, caught you sippin' on lean

Reminds me that's how it's supposed to be

Bitch, you fell asleep too fast

I want my money back

But I can't be without you

Stuck behind your beat

I kick my feet up, you're so mean

But I can't dream without you

(Shit gets weird when you talk about it)

Lit in line, smile for the photo ID

Inside, that's where we can be free

Your highness, caught you sippin' on lean

Reminds me that's how it's supposed to be

Alright, pictures of my friends on my Instagram

And photos of my toes on my OnlyFans

And visuals in these frames look better than the ones that she posted on Facebook

I'm ready when you wanna point that, shoot that, pop that, Polaroid that

Screw that, chop that lean, that shit that only happen in my wildest dreams

The shit we talk about and listen to behind the screens

And I be tryna stream consciousness

Baby, you be tryna stream songs like this

I told you I just want to remember this

I told you I be tryna create memories

But everybody 'round me want a check

Only thing that keep me outta that bag full of that white

Or that bottle full of that red is photos on my desk

Only thing that keep me out of my head when I'm in my bed

Is the photos on the wall, back when we had it all

So I been tryna keep track of it

Catch it and it vanish like a magic trick

Especially when we was on Xans and shit

Truthfully I don't even understand that shit

Another stanza

My bitch an actor, my homie managing

Making sure that they payin' us

I'm just a natural when it come to pickin' the brands up

And I'm only 25, G

Tell that bitch to take a picture for the photo ID

Lit in line, smile for the photo ID

Inside, that's where we can be free

Your highness, caught you sippin' on lean

Reminds me that's how it's supposed to be

Ooh baby, turn off the light

You're gonna make my body fry

Ooh baby, don't you cry

Shit gets weird when you talk about it

Ooh baby, turn off the light

You're gonna make my body fry

Ooh baby, don't you cry

Shit gets weird when you talk about it

Lit in line, smile for the photo ID

Inside, that's where we can be free

Your highness, caught you sippin' on lean

Reminds me that's how it's supposed to be