Fucked Up

Fucked up on the pills Everything I see merge Shawty gimme brain till the Bottom of her knees hurt then She wipe it down with a Grateful Dead t shirt Back to her mans I know I just be a detour Back to them xans and Them bottles of the lean served 12 pull us over because They insist that we swerved Lookin for my candy Yeah this shit it be like Easter Questions they be asking I say y'all hit up my lawyer Stack it large I'm mailing paks Collect the money On the app And passing out cause Xannies slapping Life exhausting When you trapping Carts they pack em On the plane Out the state It's global game Cheat the test It's all the same We hit em with the delta 8 When I pack a piece I be filling it w black stones Try to run up on me dummy Now you in the danger zone I keep it 100 but I'll deliver the fatal blow Devil on my shoulder I be Ruthless cause I sold my soul Did too many drugs Now I got the brain damage Bad bitch she savage Other bitches plastic We gone f*ck a bag up Until we cannot stand up Pussy so good yeah I'm feeling like my dick stuck Fucked up on the pills Everything I see merge Shawty gimme brain till the Bottom of her knees hurt then She wipe it down with a Grateful Dead t shirt Back to her mans I know I just be a detour Back to them xans and Them bottles of the lean served 12 pull us over because They insist that we swerved Lookin for my candy Yeah this shit it be like Easter Questions they be asking I say y'all hit up my lawyer She be switching on me Like she playin her Nintendo She be having me falling Back on in the benzos My life it never made No sense oh no But I be a G so you know That I collect the dough Sellin all them paks while you Hitting up your ex hoe She up in my room and We smoking on extendos Licking on her pussy yeah The shit be wet like Garidos Giving her the dick yeah I touch her heart I feel her pulse Heart shaped glasses Feeling kinda stylish Clouds of depression Feel like Billie Eilish Bound to expect it Pop the psilocybin Money I'll collect it and Get a hoe I'm vibing Selling all these drugs that I'm never even buying Mushrooms and acid and Pills got me flying On my way to rank up Ima keep my pain tucked If you tryna murder me then Bitch you better aim up Fucked up on the pills Everything I see merge Shawty gimme brain till the Bottom of her knees hurt then She wipe it down with a Grateful Dead t-shirt Back to her mans I know I just be a detour Back to them xans and Them bottles of the lean served 12 pull us over because They insist that we swerved Lookin for my candy Yeah this shit it be like Easter Questions they be asking I say y'all hit up my lawyer