[Pre-Chorus]

I got another little bag on the nightstand

Got a bit ground up in my hand

Roll it up, spark it and sit back

Imma make it to the top if I can

[Chorus]

She say she care and that it's just her love

Baby I'm no fun without a bit of my bud

Wipe that frown, it's barely nothing at all, yeah

She looks down when I call my plug

[Verse]

She don't wanna talk 'cause she'll start a fight

'Cause she know I'm right, do you know I'm right?

She don't wanna talk when he hit my line

I'll grab a fiddy bag now and cop some lean for my sprite

Want me in the limelight? Well you got it

I'm popping what I got and cryin' with alcoholics

All I wanted in my life I cop it

But I got a problem and ain't nothin' ever gon' stop it, ey

I got another little bag on the nightstand

Got a bit ground up in my hand

Roll it up, spark it and sit back

Imma make it to the top if I can

And she said that it's killing me

The amphetamines

That are laced in my palm

After every swing they took at me

Now they fuck with me

So I'm sure that I'm grand

Don't you worry about me

I'm with my posse smokin' green

2001 sip lean on beat

Yung Dy1ng fucked up on ketamine

We got hoes in the back

I can make 'em scream

And it don't matter where I am

I got somewhere to be

I ain't fuckin' with a wannabe that just wanna geek

If I wanna be a wannabe I wanna be me, ey

[Pre-Chorus]

I got another little bag on the nightstand

Got a bit ground up in my hand

Roll it up, spark it and sit back

Imma make it to the top if I can

[Chorus]

She say she care and that it's just her love

Baby I'm no fun without a bit of my bud

Wipe that frown, it's barely nothing at all, yeah

She looks down when I call my plug