Released on September 7, 2020

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[Intro]

(It's a Wayne beat)


[Verse]

I don't see me stop grindin' hard 'til I'm like seventy

The plug call, I text back discreet with just the letter B

Dove in the deep end at the age of seventeen

I've been drinkin' Hi-Tech red, you drinkin' heavy green

I quit sellin' dope and I picked up methamphetamine

You ever seen a fiend OD? It's a scary thing

I don't talk much, If I get mad, then you better leave

I knew I popped dog, I heard him yell, but I kept on squeezin'

When the ambulance pulled up, he was barely breathin'

I keep heat on me, I think I'm anemic

I just popped a Percocet, I don't think that I needed it

Pour some syrup in the Mountain Dew, it look like it's pee in it

Poured a deuce in the can pop, it look like a three in it

Mama beggin' me quit drinkin' lean I told her to quit the cigs

Been gettin' high for ten years straight, forgot how sober feel

Told my bitch it's over, she said, "You serious?" I said, "I'm so for real"

I don't give a fuck about your feelings, I ain't Dr. Phil

Told a bitch, "Stuff these pills for me so I know it's real"

Watch my white girl hit some coke out out a dollar bill

My nephew, he a hothead, he ain't got no chill

Eatin' lamb chops and macaroni, fuck a lobster tail

I'll do some shit with myself, I know he won't tell

How the fuck you smokin' exotic weed, but it ain't got no smell?

I just sold my fiend some ****, I forgot it fell

5 a.m., still drinkin' lean, I need to go to bed

I couldn't decide what I wanted to drink, I mixed Wock' with red

Pulled up on a bitch and I fucked, but I forgot the head

I'm the type of nigga to ask once, I am not gon' beg

Friday, I would've shot Deebo, I am not no Craig

I ain't beefin' with no nigga, all my opps dead

Bro went and bought a Hellcat and sold his drophead

Had a fade, then some bullshit, I had to grow dreads

I fuck with stone-cold killers, but they was blowheads

R.I.P. Jack Frost, I soaked the game up from an oldhead

I just got a pint of red from an oldhead

Fuck around and drunk the whole pint, fell on my forehead

Sneaky, I had poured a four of red in a Code Red

If a nigga disrespect, we shoot you in your forehead

Say somethin', nigga, shake somethin' if you ain't scared

If you fuck around and get popped, you better play dead

Make a bitch do what I say like Simon Says

Don't say nothin' if you hear me, just nod your head

If you ain't talkin' 'bout no money, I can't comprehend

Pulled up on a bitch, I ain't fucked, but got a lot of head

She got a little bit of booty but a lot of chest

We aim for the head when we shoot, you ain't gon' need that vest

Arms, shoulders, knees, and chest

Just got into an argument with my bitch, I ain't read the text

Fucked around and got caught cheating, I ain't delete the texts

Told a bitch, "When you give me head you gotta use your neck"

I just made a power play by the School of Deaf

They called me lost, I told 'em, "Make a right, then two more lefts"

Got into it with a dope fiend, he got suplexed

I'm touchin' pape' for real, you worried 'bout an IG blue check

I just met unc' for some pills right by Sussex

Now I'm like who next?

I just fronted auntie 'til the first, she gettin' two checks

I just took her boyfriend to the pharm', he gettin' two scripts

I was happy as hell when I seen them lil' blue pills

My face lit up, I seen a pint seal

Used to get the drank for sixty-five, that's my price still

A nigga want a feature, I'ma need like ten blue bills

I thought auntie quit smokin' dope, but she use still