Eating Molly thought I over dose
Poppin xans TIL I’m comatose
I need half a pint fuck a four
Drug abuser that’s all I know
Whippin up turned two to 4
Drug dealer Nigga on the low
Fuck these bitches all these bitches hos
Put the dick on em I ain’t kissin none
I’m big poppa boy you trippin son
Learn if you listen hit if you trippin
You can end up missin momma wouldn’t miss ya
Face on a shirt worn by all yo niggas
Homies never liked ya they just dealin wit ya
Baby momma fucked yo brotha you still wit her
You don’t wanna pimp her
You just wanna kisser
Say you got a conscious
I can see the guilt
Packin up the looey Finna take a trip
Really from the city realest reppin here
Not a singer or a rap nigga
Malc reb real trap nigga
Lose it all get it back geeked Nigga
Ran it up from the back seat Nigga
You don’t like me yaint gotta speak Nigga
Don’t sit at my table you ain’t eating wit us
Eatin molly thought I overdosed
Poppin xan thought i overdosed
Smoked a QP I ain’t overdose
Lil momma on me tryna over dose