I have an alcohol condiction

Baby this shit it is tradition

When I'm itching for a fix and

I gotta go get a prescription

Put my glasses on my face

I'm seeing better now

What you wanna do?

Baby I dont even know how

You talk to me that way

How I talk to you

Man I feel so great, it was

Such a mistake, to

See you today

No, no, no way

I would go play outside

But my fingers snapped

Hat on my head

Yeah it's a snapback

No cap, I dont fuck with you bitch

You are just a pussy boy

I'd leave in a ditch

Fuck the switch

I'll hit you with the blade

In your fucking head

Ending your fucking day

No, no, no, no

You can't see?

Pull your eyes out your skull

Kick-flip 'em around

Then I pull out my potch

Wocket

Potch wocket

I flip it then I flop it

I dip and then I drop it

Dropping this shit like everyday

Dropping this shit and I'm feeling so gay

Not the gay kind when you like dudes

The gay when you'rе happy

I feel so good, yeah

Baby can't you see

That I'm smiling, while I'm whiling

Yeah wе stacking money, fucking piling

Every fucking night and

We be chilling here, we gonna go

Now we riding

Yeah we riding

We glowing, fucking shining

Yeah we shinin'

Pullin teeth and we riding

Stackin' money, yeah we piling

Cos it's just another night in