Highly Medicated

Gavin, wake the hell up (Gang, uhh on gang) I woke up pour me a pint in my duce In a all black coupe like Bruce Wayne I know that they feel the pain Getting high then i hop on a plane Don't need detergents I'm leaving a stain In the trap and had to maintain Run in your spot then I'm switching These lanes Im hitting juggs like everyday All these stupid lil niggas so cliché Told that bitch throw it back like a replay I got your hoe on her knees no knee brace She chief the backwoods to the fucking face Run up the bands, and you running up the plays She in a trance, she popping like everyday I dont understand he working like everyday He in streets lowkey tryna make a way Number nine in the field and im making plays With the guys and we banging like 808 On my grind and tryna fill up the plate Save up the racks take my mom on a holiday Got my new bitch a three piece of that lengerie Ran up the bands, and i count up the cheese cake And when my niggas step it seems like an earthquake Please dont fall in love im gonn make your heart ache Roll up the doja then order a cheese steak Smoke up the dank and it stank i dont need a break You getting played (Got damn) thats cheap skate Trnch what i claim im to blame its too easy I understand what you cant thats deeply I talk that guapanese nigga weekly (yea) I had to think of a new way, to get these bands to expand Is a new age You tryna f*ck with the gang but its too late Shipment from Afghanistan getting delayed Do not put your trust in a bitch she will Betray ya I shove my dick in her throat then ill see you later My niggas creep under water like Alligators We in the streets misbehaving we trouble makers I had to think of a new way, to get these bands to expand Is a new age You tryna f*ck with the gang but its too late Shipment from Afghanistan getting delayed Do not put your trust in a hoe she will Betray ya I shove my dick in her throat then ill see you later My niggas creep under water like Alligators We in the streets misbehaving we trouble makers Trouble makers (yea, uhh) Trouble makers (yeaa, uhh) Trouble makers... Trouble makers (uhhh, huhh, uhhh. huhhh) Trouble makers (uhhh, huhh, uhhh. huhhh) I woke up pour me a pint in my duce In a all black coupe like Bruce Wayne I know that they feel the pain Getting high then i hop on a plane Don't need detergents I'm leaving a stain In the trap and had to maintain Run in your spot then I'm switching These lanes Im hitting juggs like everyday All these stupid lil niggas so cliché Told that bitch throw it back like a replay I got your hoe on her knees no knee brace She chief the backwoods to the fucking face Run up the bands, and you running up the plays She in a trance, she popping like everyday