I've got a mask on my face from the bags under my eyes
F*ck the police, bitch, we pull up in disguise I can have like three blunts, then pull out
A line
I've been f*cking up, but still on my grind
Speeding ticket overruled, bitch, f*ck a fine Put a bullet in my heart, yeah, you crossed
The line Play me like I'm Kenny, sipping white wine
I'ma need more medicine to cope with all the sadness inside
Hold me in your arms while I say goodbye Hold me in your arms, you can see the pills
In my eyes Lately, I've been taking drugs, just to numb
The pain inside, yeah I don't need you now, playing like a ho
Bitch, I pull up on my pole and you suck it like a fiend
Yeah, we popping beans, rolling with my team Sipping on that lean, yeah, pure codeine
Yeah, your old man's got nothing on me Yeah, your old man's got nothing on me
Yeah, your old man's got nothing on me Bitch, I'm drinking on that lean, yeah, pure
Codeine
Talking like you want to smoke, but you a joke Pussy boy acting like a clown, he gon' be
My rounds downtown Yeah, we smelling like skunk, you loud, huh
Yeah, what you saying now
I don't care, bitch Yeah, I'm towing rounds, towing all my sticks
Now
Smoking on my line, catch me downtown
Bitch, you playing with me now, I know I love what's around
Bitch, you hating on me now, turning me to a friend
Yeah, I'm cooling with my team Yeah, we popping beans
Yeah, drinking pro-methazine Yeah, you know I'm popping bars
Bitch, I'm going hard in my car, driving to Mars
So high, I don't give a f*ck, bro Pull up to space with my Gucci truck, ho
Yeah, you hating on me and I got changed, Yeah I got changed, uh, uh
Hating on me, bitch, and I won't change, yeah, uh
Hating on me, bitch, with my switch And I hit you in your lip, in your lip
And I f*ck your bitch and I dip Hating on me, what the f*ck is this, oh, oh
Pull up with a foe and you acting like you want some more
Smoke, oh, like a joke
Like a joke