201 Drugs

Stuck in my vibe 'cuz I'm drunk off this codeine Big rings, I feel like Duncan or Kobe Digits, I got 'em hundreds up on me Bad bitch, told her to suck 'til her nosebleed Broke her back, I was up in her ovaries Smoke a sack, up in a fronto leaf Get this shit, that's what my mother had told me Watch your back, could be one of your homies I done smoked like a million bows I done got so sick of them hoes Woke up with the racks, I'm like, "Bitch, I need more. How the f*ck you be hating, you really so broke?" I fell in love with getting this dough Bitch, in love with giving me throat Pour up, let's get me in my zone, ay, these percs and the lean, they be killing me slow I don't do coke, I'm on Roxy, bitch I got this gas like a Nazi, bitch Need a classy bitch, not a bossy bitch, I told that bitch, "Please get off my dick" Really doing this shit, gotta talk my shit Step out, spent a couple racks on my fit This real money, this not counterfeit Go to bed at night, pray God forgive I need these ends, no time for no friends, just be trying to stack up all the time All of this stress, like I need a Xan, help me get all that shit off my mind Iced up, I got this bitch staring Designer, this shit came from Paris White kids getting their guap from their parents Swear I'm in love this drop, I can't share it Sold a fake pill, almost caught a body Popping these percs like I popped an ollie Two coffee cups, no coffee I got all of this guap on me Took that bitch to Benihanas I got sticks like Harry Potter Fendi, Louis, Burberry, Prada Bitch, I need like every dollar