[Intro]

(Zier Beats)

Now, i hold up my Rollie

Fatt, Fatt

Fatt, Fatt, Fatt

[Chours]

Super dark soda, super high and focused

Yeah, I love my pill, I love my grind, can’t let you stop my motion

Don’t come ‘round, actin’ like you know me

Really, yo ass just nosy

Yeah, remember the hoe use to call me “a brokey”

Now, i hold up my Rollie

Yeah, if I ain’t making no money I’m sober

A hundred K stuffed in my sofa (On, God)

Yeah, I seen and she told me she want me, I told her “I’m already focused”

Yeah, i pop my percs and get depressed, I feel this shit in my chest (In my chest)

Yeah, I gotta water on my neck, I’m geeked up off X (Off X)

[Verse]

Yeah, my grandma told me that “I’m blessed”

Ke Money said “I’m next” (On God)

Love my drugs, I love my blick (Yeah)

I pour mud when I feel sick

You rappin’ my pain, you stealin’ my shit

You said my name you made my list (Yeah)

I’m buyin’ his brain, he dropping’ a diss

Bitch, you know i got aim, and lil’ Casey don’t miss

Nigga speak on my name, and they hate that I’m rich

Yeah, I can’t describe how you make me feel (Feel)

I start letting off rounds don’t take me serious (Serious)

I lost my mind, no I can’t be still (Still)

Drop thirty some thousand, on my grill (Grill)

‘Fore take that hoe down, let me take my pill

Shoot a hundred some ‘rounds, on the day we see him (See him)

How I feel about you, you got no idea

Ima pay my lil brother, he get him a kill (Kill)

Found out you was lying, I thought you was real

You know you did, I still die real

We gon’ gun that boy down, now you shit diarrhea

Said that “I’m lying” bitch I don’t care

My bro do lines, I pop my pills

And I don’t just rhyme, I rap how I live

I already died inside, how I feel

It’s time to go slide, this shit getting real (Gettin’ real)

Grab yo gun, we gon’ go on a drill

Ima kick down the door, lil bro you go in

Aim for the dome, don’t let his ass live

I’m shootin’ right after, I’m comin’ behind ya

I’m sendin’ my smackers, they comin’ to find ya

We go drop a opp, and we all getting higher

I’m stayin’ smilin’ but really I’m tired (Yeah)

[Chours]

Super dark soda, super high and focused

Yeah, I love my pill, I love my grind can’t let you stop my motion (Fatt, Yeah)

Don’t come round acting like you know me (Know me)

Really yo ass just nosy (Nosy)

Yeah, remember the hoe use to call me “a brokey” (Brokey)

Now, i hold up my Rollie (Now, i hold up my Rollie)

Yeah, if I ain’t making no money I’m sober

A hundred K stuffed in my sofa (Sofa)

Yeah, I seen and she told me she want me, I told her “I’m already focus” (I’m already focused)

Yeah, i pop my percs and get depressed, I feel this shit in my chest (Chest)

Yeah, I gotta water on my neck, I’m geeked up off X (Off X)