I done drank Codeine from a broken whiskey glass I done popped my pills and I smoked my share of grass Slaved for the man and I broke my fuckin' back So you can take your nine-to-five and shove it up your ass And I won't go on, like a highway to hell Going too damn fast, I spilled drink on my Chanel And I woke up and my room's fuckin' trashed like a damn hotel Where I go next, now, only time will tell
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh
I done spent some time chasin' women that don't give a shit I done learned my lessons and I ain't never gon' forget Started callin' this shit, started ballin' and shit, started flickin' that wrist They ain't never listened now I'm makin' them hits so I'm fuckin' your bitch No it ain't nothin' fickle for me to forget that you ever exist Bet you remember my name when I pull up in that whip that doesn't exist, skrrr Spill lean on Supreme last Saturday Let that shit splash, motherfucker talk saucey Pass me the drugs, motherfucker let me shine At the White House, call my homie Joe Biden, he flyin' out weed Smokin' my dope, beggin' that that be the code Man, don't be silly, that shit you rockin' is old Like it's been years since you been to the store Feel like Meek Milly but I ain't from Philly I'm poppin' a wheelie, I show off my grillie I do this for real-y and for my fam-ily Some shade every night, man, it's all so famil-y The bitches they killin' me Like, bitch are you kiddin' me? Ballin', that shit Jason Kiddin' me You can't get rid of me Now you want my chain and my jeans but you no good at chemistry
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