Used to pour up only on the weekends now it feels like it's every night
It should be clear I ain't f*cking with you so dip the f*ck up out of my sight
Sit in the stu after smoking a doob pour Bicardi in Cranberry Sprite
Bitch I've been fiending for green and some nicotine been addicted to the highs
Psilocybin is what gets me the highest the come-up has only begun
I feel it creep up my spine I sit back and recline and I spark up a blunt
Bitch I don't roll with a gat but the pack it adds up to a felony number
I'll keep my 28 grams f*ck your 28 Xans have you stuck in a slumber
When demons surround they pull me to the ground and I break down on many occasions
I down some fireball and punch through the drywall I'm stuck and I'm losing my patience
I know the root of my problems but I can't get away from intoxication
As of lately I've been so aggravated my drinking has become abrasive
Smoking my j as I lane switch
He talking shit we erase him
Blood from his nose on the pavement
Thought he was with it but now he ain't saying shit
Always staying medicated getting faded in the basement
I need Bicardi and Ganja
Bitch I've just been smoking on my motherf*cking potent
I've been smoking away all my problems