[Pre-Chorus] Lil momma, why you gotta nigga stressin'? Lil momma, why you gotta ask questions? Why you worried 'bout the hoes I'm textin'? Why you going through my phone text message? I be creepin' on the low, can't help it I be sippin' on the four, can't help it Takin' percs to the face like a selfie Molly rocks, I'ma roll like Elvis
[Chorus] I choose the percs over you, aye I choose the syrup over you, aye I put the herb in the leaf like it's autumn I’m on the syrup like a pancake or waffle Just like a baby, I sip out the bottle Still on the pint, I'ma pour out the bottle Tropical Sprite with codeine at the bottom Mix it together, at first it was separate We always fightin', we better off separate I sip the Qualitest when I get desperate I ate a Xannie and instantly felt it You or the drugs, is it really a question? I choose the percs over you I choose the syrup over you Love is a drug and I think I'm addicted Call up my doctor, I need a prescription
[Verse] Call me 'bout nothin', huffin' and puffin' Everyday fussin', makin' up assumptions Insecure bitch think I'm always doin' somethin' Worry about no hoe, I'm chasin' that money Pop four dummies, cup too muddy Weed too gummy, chain too sunny Tryna get high, can't deal with the drama Basic lil hoe, act just like her momma Say I need help, I'm a junkie, I'm an addict Just 'cause I mix the codeine with the Addies Narco somas, bag dope with the Xannies Work a nigga nerves and I'm just tryna manage Mary Jane never talk back Molly don't give me no slack (hell nah) Lil drank, Act know how to act Married to the dope, ain't never turnin' back
[Pre-Chorus] Lil momma, why you got a nigga stressin'? Lil momma, why you gotta ask questions? Why you worried 'bout the hoes I'm textin'? Why you going through my phone text message? I be creepin' on the low, can't help it I be sippin' on the four, can't help it Takin' percs to the face like a selfie Molly rocks, I'ma roll like Elvis
[Chorus] I choose the percs over you (aye) I choose the syrup over you (aye) I put the herb in the leaf like it's autumn I’m on the syrup like a pancake or waffle Just like a baby, I sip out the bottle Still on the pint, I'ma pour out the bottle Tropical Sprite with codeine at the bottom Mix it together, at first it was separate We always fightin', we better off separate I sip the Qualitest when I get desperate I ate a Xannie and instantly felt it You or the drugs, is it really a question? I choose the percs over you I choose the syrup over you Love is a drug and I think I'm addicted Call up my doctor, I need a prescriptionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
