| I got a chopper
|
| I got a chopper
|
| Ain’t helicopter
|
| I got some problems
|
| I got some problems
|
| Drugs are my solvent now I’m gonna solve em
|
| All of these bitches
|
| All of these bitches gonna end up in ditches
|
| Fuck with my emotions
|
| Legs are spreadin open
|
| Keep your pussy hoe and keep your attitude
|
| Ima keep countin this cash
|
| Money so long Imma change up my latitude
|
| All of these drugs know my gratitude
|
| All of these drugs know my gratitude
|
| Face a whole blunt bitch that’s how I go ghost
|
| Turn into smoke
|
| Perfect for hoes
|
| Burnin gas all alone I’m never leavin home
|
| Burnin gas all alone I’m never leavin home
|
| Sleep on a couch
|
| Cigarette in my mouth
|
| Drugs in my house
|
| I’m lookin for peace but I’m scattered beneath what’s under my sheets
|
| Got them bottles on the table
|
| Codeine on the label
|
| My life is far from stable
|
| Take the gun then I disable
|
| That’s one in my temple with no hesitation
|
| Don’t fuck them bitches with love situations
|
| Fixated on dope narcotics my salvation
|
| I’m tryna get higher and higher and higher so high that I rise up and reach
|
| levitation |