My System Lyrics & Tabs by Kid Ink
My System
guitar chords lyrics
I got a problem and I try to tell myself its something different
But it aint nothing new, I gotta have it in my system, in my system
Ive been fiending for a feeling, if you with it come and dip it
And if you aint no, I aint tripping but
I need it in my system, my system, my system, my system
I dont know about you but I need it in my system
My system, my system, my system, my system
I dont know about you but I need it in
My car, my swisher, my drugs, my bitches
See em pump in their faces, man, this feeling is officially in my system
You tripping, we whiling, safari
Probably wont remember much tonight, apologize and sorry
I done had too many sips of this Patrone up in my system
Baby, dont be too pretentious, aint nobody paying attention
Do your dance, do your dance just dont drop that thunder, thunder
I done had too many sips of this Patrone up in my system
Baby, dont be too pretentious, aint nobody paying attention
Do your dance, do your dance just dont drop that thunder, thunder
From a whistle go ahead and dip your finger in this Honda
Got a problem, no denial, keep it real with my addiction
Call me Tim the Tailor if you need a fucking fixer
Puffing loud, hear me now, all you gotta do is listen
Drink strong, man, I feel like Ive been lifting, come and get it
I got a problem and I try to tell myself its something different
But it aint nothing new, I gotta have it in my system, in my system
Ive been fiending for a feeling, if you with it come and dip it
And if you aint no, I aint tripping but
I need it in my system, my system, my system, my system
I dont know about you but I need it in my system
My system, my system, my system, my system
I dont know about you but I need it in
My trunk, my system, the drums, its kicking
The drugs, its kicking, Im drunk, believe it
If you sober you tripping, somebody get him a cane
Im with the dream team drinking, no champion shit champagne
Now I done had too many sips of different mixes in my system
All these women in my section, it get hard to pay attention
Thats my bad, thats your bad, aint nobody you could be mad at
Aiming for your melon, every shot automatic
Going crazy in this bitch like all the walls are padded
Not in my right mind but my bitch right at the pageant
Tell her keep on rolling kush, sticky as molasses
See a whole in the swisher, dont worry, baby, Ill patch it
I got a problem and I try to tell myself its something different
But it aint nothing new, I gotta have it in my system, in my system
Ive been fiending for a feeling, if you with it come and dip it
And if you aint no, I aint tripping but
I need it in my system, my system, my system, my system
I dont know about you but I need it in my system
My system, my system, my system, my system
I dont know about you but
