PainKiller - portions Lyrics

I been getting higher than usual, fighting like judo, bank account sumo
Digging the yard like a blue nose, not two, uno, give me my kudos
Money stand taller than Pluto, grinding like Juco, pushing a two-door
Niggas, they sweeter than glucose, see me, I'm solo, let go, then reload
Said you a dog, you a poodle, sad but it's true though, hot like the roof on
Left me for dead, but it's cool though, flex with my suit on, putting my crew on

Put me through hell, but I know inside of your eyes, you know you can't do wrong
Living inside your head like a new comb, so close yet so far gone
So many hoes inside the crib, it look like a group home
I fly with the owls, got my hoot on
I'm stepping in mud, put my boots on
I'm setting the tone, I got me a new phone, molding my own, like silicone
I'm rocking chrome, and she got the cheetah on, brow skin hoe, look like Nia Long
Racks on my arm, it's hard for her to leave me alone, drip like the heater on
Don't look too long, you gone, you think you might've seen the ghost, she tryna eat a soul
All black fit like an EMO
Ass so fat, got the GMO
Can't fit the racks in the peacoat
Who is that outside the peep hole?
It might be the people, got so many C-notes, they think it's illegal
Bitch, I'm the boss, yeah, you just the CEO, they going wherever he go
She giving throat, always 'til her knees swole, low key, it's boosting my ego
My jacket iridescent like a beetle, all orange, my baby, eat you like a Cheeto
Pussy bald, like it went through chemo, and sometimes, baby, I wan' be by my 'lone
I can't condone all of this shit on my own, I really need you right now, answer the phone
Can you tell me if you wanna be gone? You know sometimes a dog just wanna bone
Ice on, like the lights on, nice one, right? Wrong, where my fight song?
Bye-gone's gon' be bye-gone's, pipe down, I ain't done, I'm an icon
Bite ya like a python, striker right now, to excite ya
I got eyes of a tiger, fighter pilot, my side is higher
Crown on, like Messiah, diamonds shining, yeah, I got the finest
Shots off, send the sirens, crisis, one moment for the silence
Down one, yeah, we minus
Sick and tired of the violence, dying, buy in more to the guidance
Hop out fresh, just like Trident, riding giant, yeah, like I'm Midas
I ain't biased, I'm just honest
Me and you, yeah, we chronic
Draped in onyx, in designer, slimy, I got a wifey, fine China
We ain't rivals, we just tired of crying and lying, diving off the high end
Moving presidential like Biden, she talking spicy like she spit cayenne
Took the loose ends, then we tied it, we never losing, we always win
Cap got a suede, moose color, brim, I'm dunking shit, yeah, I stay above the rim
Different colored bands like M&M's, I give her thrill, yeah, she like how I feel
One day, I'll have a house in the hills, without a deal, I ain't ready to chill
Out to kill, out to get me a mil', collect the bill, so cold that I'm ill
Break the glass, like Shaquille O'Neal, I ain't got no fears, yeah, it's just how it is
Off the grill, blowing smoke like a sear, ain't breaking seals, we ain't popping no pills
Chandelier, yeah, on a lier
Hit the rear, yeah, check the mirror
Keep it clear, yeah, shed a tear
My bitch so top tier, cold like Siberia, no, it can't stop here
You getting bold, I know you ain't serious, just know I don't believe ya
Know we on go, push up the road, just like a speed demon
She touch her toes, know she gon' blow, left with a nose bleeding
Outside, 80 degrees in a wife beater, I don't even like people
Put this shit on with a light season, get around me, you might fight sneezing
Your hoe looking at me, she sight-seeing, handle my balls, she Kyrie-ing
Ten out of ten, got ten dime pieces, it look like a pipe meeting
Pole, it look like a park meter, me and your hoe in a two-seater
My niggas starving, they all heathens, f*ck around, flash out for no reason
We'll never ever be even, you're only around 'cause the load easy
Drip so hard, then I soak in it, move like the pope and the bros with me
Y'all don't want smoke, y'all got no chimney, y'all don't want to float, all y'all low really
Money make all y'all go silly, riding in a coupe with a ghost in it
Your bank account looking a lil' empty, that shit don't even hold one penny
Just know that my blood hold no envy, and that my story got no ending