[Intro: Brandon ThaKidd]
I'm tired as fuck
GeeHues, you did this one
Sick, I'm high, with some Hennessey in my hand, on god
[Chorus: Brandon ThaKidd]
I need four more blunts in the ladder, I don't do the molly bitch
And I be talkin' you not listening, I'm so sick and tired of it
Another day of fuckin' drama, how come I ain't die from it?
Promethazine and the money, I can't fuckin' die with it
Choppers, you gon' die from it
Llama, you can meet the bitch
Molly shit, gon' drown the shit
Bullets flex your town and shit
Okay, I'm going down for this
Perky, spray me down a shift
Fuck my past, 'cause it's my past and I'm not fuckin' proud of it
[Verse 1: Brandon ThaKidd]
I'm having sex with my chains on, I fuckin' drowned a bitch
I'm heading out, but these bitches keep on throwing outfits
It's raining bullets, but I really need to upgrade on my stick
Bullets stick, just like a stick
No Tec, pop Xans like they Tic
Know not to judge everything, but I'm not fuckin' sober
Okay, I lied but I didn't want to be the one to fuck you over
They say that eight pills won't work, ho shit, game on
I do the drugs because I'm hurting
Not a lame, I'm not a poser, yeah
I'ma fuck on you just for one night
I still got memories right from last night
I see demons in my dream, I cry myself to sleep at night
I'm just tired of feeling pain, no, I don't want to lose my life
[Bridge: Brandon ThaKidd]
It's not right, I go through all this shit to lose my light, it ain't right
On god, I'd rather see the fucking dark, not the light
I won't make it to heaven, I'll go to hell, I'm not surprised
I'm alright, this [?] in my body took my fuckin' life
[Chorus: Brandon ThaKidd]
I don't do the molly bitch
And I be talkin' you not listening, I'm so sick and tired of it
Another day of fuckin' drama, how come I ain't die from it?
Promethazine and the money, I can't fuckin' die with it
Choppers, you gon' die from it
Llama, you can meet the bitch
Molly shit, gon' drown the shit
Bullets flex your town and shit
Okay, I'm going down for this
Perky, spray me down a shift
Fuck my past, 'cause it's my past and I'm not fuckin' proud of it
[Verse 2: 2gaudy]
Yeah, gang, gang, gang, yeah
I fill up my cup, to my surprise, the demons looking back
I count up my bucks, and I run outside, then I get a cab
Can't stand a chance my love, people I trust stab me in the back
I might get that gat, spray that shit, rat-tat-tat-tat
'Cause I'm just done with motherfuckers, they all just treat me like a cap
Too busy fucking on their mothers, 'cause in the end I'll have the laugh
You better tell your sister's brothers, motherfucker I'm on the rise
Ridin' around with that stick, tote, aim it at your eye
Hit that shit like Kobe, free-throw, R.I.P Kobe the guy
They say I got knees like I'm D. Rose, you know that's a lie
Got my arms up like a T-pose, posing for the flick
Goddamn, posing for the kicks
'Cause you know that's how we lit
[Chorus: Brandon ThaKidd]
I need four more blunts in the ladder, I don't do the molly bitch
And I be talkin' you not listening, I'm so sick and tired of it
Another day of fuckin' drama, how come I ain't die from it?
Promethazine and the money, I can't fuckin' die with it
Choppers, you gon' die from it
Llama, you can meet the bitch
Molly shit, gon' drown the shit
Bullets flex your town and shit
Okay, I'm going down for this
Perky, spray me down a shift
Fuck my past, 'cause it's my past and I'm not fuckin' proud of it