[Intro]

Drug use in Kentucky is on the rise according to a new study by Millennium Health

The state ranks number one for percentage of fentanyl-positive drug tests in 2019

Fentanyl use often coincides with heroin, cocaine, or meth use in Kentucky, according to Millennium Health

[Verse]

Should I rap or should I stick to my addiction?

Should I trap or should I keep punchin' in credit card digits?

I'm trying to find another fiend, I'm in the kitchen

I got too many options, all of them come with a sentence

I heard they said the police on my trail, but I'm still livin' free (Where they at?)

Long live Heather, I'm a pill legend, I let her live through me

I think it's time for me to start givin' out pills for free

Here go a fake pill for you, I'm keepin' the real ones for me

I'll backdoor my own mans, don't be playing with me

In my traphouse, I got a couple fiends stayin' with me

It make it easier for me to make them get paper to me

I can show you how to make a mil' off pills, I'll tell you for free (Come on)

First, you want to get a real bag of Percocets

Pour them on a table, spread it out, see what you workin' with

This probably ain't for you if you ain't never seen or heard of it

You gon' have a couple hiccups, long live Heather, she's a murder kit

Okay, once you get the pills, you need Fentanyl

It's okay if you're running low on pills, we finna stretch them all

This the play, gather up all of the pills, we finna crush them all

If you're greedy, you can triple cut the pills like me, I need it all

Let me guess, you forgot to buy the pill presser?

Grab a piece to go punch it off Amazon 'cause the shipping is better

Grab a good one unless you don't care to make a new Heather

I'm tryna tear a happy family down, I can kill them together

Wear gloves, you gotta make sure you keeping it clean

Grab the Percocets and Fentanyl, put it in the machine, press the pill down and stamp the M, get it right for the fiends

When you finish that, go to the hood, but don't start a big scene

Make sure they're dressed up like a bum, so you fit in the hood

Once you get clientele, start paying fiends to make sure that it's good

Tell them be a lookout because the police be all in the hood

Give a couple of samples out for free

They come back when it's good, but they can't come back when they dead

I got a strange addiction, I get really excited when they dead

I don't know where I would be at if I wasn't selling meds

Never mind, I'd probably be somewhere scamming, laying in bed