VERCETTI.

Uh On the road skirting Pirellis Miami shirt powdered nose got me moving like Vercetti Whole lotta Quaaludes I'm so faded I gamble with my life like its the eighties I might die in my late teens On the road skirting Pirellis Miami shirt powdered nose got me moving like Vercetti Whole lotta Quaaludes I'm so faded I gamble with my life like its the eighties I might die in my late teens Oh my mama angry She found the perc's and the beans in my baggie All the pills I keep popping got to a have it I'm sorry mama this the shit that keep me happy You could never understand it Half and half got me comatose F*ck all the lessons my momma taught One eye open I been dodging cops I've come too far ain't falling off Got lost in the sauce couldn't form my thoughts Got love for the trills they pulled me out Dodging death reaper calling out Need more head fore I'm in the ground (Uh) Take a shot show me how that jaw feel Suck it after I bust girl you'll get a trophy Tell you the truth I'm a hoe fiend So tell your friend how that coke feels So tell your friend how we rolling And if they want some they know who to reach Motherfucker I'm too trill Smoke grass forget about my past so i wont learn from it We f*ck around with candle wax and my shawty She gets turnt from it But I don't keep shawtys for long Hit it once hit it twice then I'm gone Trynna get one with a ring on her tongue Never talk business never for fun Dont seal the legs girl just the lips One wrong word whole trap getting lynched She let me hit it and gave head to my kins' I got a hold on her this bird wont trill Keep on smoking till you cant sing Get on my level let me refill Codeine got her numb but she still in her feels On the road skirting Pirellis Miami shirt powdered nose got me moving like Vercetti Whole lotta Quaaludes I'm so faded I gamble with my life like its the eighties I might die in my late teens On the road skirting Pirellis Miami shirt powdered nose got me moving like Vercetti Whole lotta Quaaludes I'm so faded I gamble with my life like its the eighties I might die in my late teens