[Verse 1: axxturel]

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[Verse 2: 2shanez]

Callin' Apollyon he open the gates

Three separate molly pills up on the plate

I need the Perc’ but I don't wanna-don't wanna

Doin’ bad but I say that I'm great

Heard he want some but they wanna hate

If I want it you got it then I'm gonna take

Percs in my pockets I know that they laced

Line of the Dosi then it get faced

Start with a Percocet 'cos I feel miserable

Talkin' to deities, practicin' ritual

Smokin that dope and that shit is habitual

Everything's bullshit I'm sorry I’m cynical

Everything’s fucked and it's not gonna change

All of you stuck and you stayin’ the same

That bitch is dumb cuz she off the 'caine

I saw a demon she think I'm insane

I saw a demon she think that I'm crazy

Don’t wanna talk 'cos I know that she hate me

Give her a p-p-pill then she gon' face me

Give me a pill and I see through the fake things

Give me a pill and I see through the fake things

Give me a pill and I see through the fake things

Give me a p-p-p- and I see through the fake things

Give me a pill and I see through the fake things