Bitch I get so high puttin' pills in my drink
Niggas think I got roofied eat the dick up like it's tootsie
Got some bad ratchet hoes shakin' ass up in Tootsie
Murder murder on my mind think about killin'
Think about killin' her coochie I got the racks In my jeans Ksubi
I'm loyal to money my lady and music
Label's hittin' my line I need M's for my music
I need millies on millies I'm greedy I'm Jewish
Treat my uncle like Metro he get this shit boomin'
SVJ look retarded my money came stupid
Wanna learn how to trap Tanaa givin' out blueprints
Yeah I been in the trap bad hoes in the back
Chemistry whippin' I feel like I'm Walter baby Breaking Bad
Everywhere you look everywhere you go
Ain't no full house baby we shoot up your home
In the stu poppin' O's got me up in my zone
Room spinnin' all these pills got me gone
Derek Jeter Tanaa drop a deuce in my foam
Rick Owen jeans baby I'm a fein baby
Mixin' Chrome Heart with the Off-White
It's a off night sippin' dark Sprite
Off white jeans baby I'm a codeine Fein baby
I don't care what it is I'm takin' the pills
I'm finna go lean baby
Kidney failing from the pills f*ck it I'm takin' another one
Don't care if I die as long as I'm high I'm poppin' another one
In the back of the Rolls with your bitch smokin' skunky
The shit that I'm smokin' it's RIP Virgil
'Cause Off-White on me got me smellin' real funky
Re-up on the pills and relapse on the same night
I'm a junkie at day and a demon at night time
In a LFA swervin smoke dope in the limelight
Got Power like Tommy I'm totin' a Tommy Got bad hoes up on me
The pills that I'm takin Turn me to a zombie
Red Dead My Redemption revolver it's on me
My white boy he crazy he still poppin' Fetty
I'm armed and I'm ready I ride with that heavy
We got bags full of money stuff mills in the Hefty
Tell my bitch that I'm comin' bust one on her left cheek
Countin bands with no hands cause my bitch count it for me
Heard them boys want me dead but they scared lookin' for me
In the jungle with apes and gorillas
I ride out them killers you pussy chinchilla
Make one call then he dead how you figure
I gave them boy racks to take all his fingers
Private jet to France I f*ck ten model bitches
Playboy Tanaa got bitches on bitches
Bitch I get so high puttin' pills in my drink
Niggas think I got roofied eat the dick up like it's tootsie
Got some bad ratchet hoes shakin' ass up in Tootsie
Murder murder on my mind think about killin'
Think about killin' her coochie I got the racks In my jeans Ksubi
I'm loyal to money my lady and music
Label's hittin' my line I need M's for my music
I need millies on millies I'm greedy I'm Jewish
Treat my uncle like Metro he get this shit boomin'
SVJ look retarded my money came stupid
Wanna learn how to trap Tanaa givin' out blueprints
Yeah I been in the trap bad hoes in the back
Chemistry whippin' I feel like I'm Walter baby Breaking Bad
Everywhere you look everywhere you go
Ain't no full house baby we shoot up your home
In the stu poppin' O's got me up in my zone
Room spinnin' all these pills got me gone