Got, got, got, got, got, got, got, got, got ya filas on, I just copped Rick 

Shut the fuck up if you broke boy you can’t buy no brick

Do not need a Percocet just to feel lit

If I wanna goyard belt, then I go and cop that shit

Just gave them boys a bunch of fentanyl

My Oxy not legit

Cocaine on a hot plate, had to stop and quit

Don’t get me mad 

Or the Gang gon send a hit

You knew the oxy was fake boy

Then why you be poppin that shit

I put some names on a note 

Brokies on top of the list

Ahh you are a fake not my bro

Now you are getting me pissed

Don't get, don’t get in my way

Or you might just cease to exist 

boy be talking his mouth

Slap him, now he talk in lisp

Cooking up, cooking up chicken in kitchen 

Huh, cook it till it is crisp

Bitch I can only count doubles

Like 2 and 4 and 6

6 afraid of 7 so then 6 picked up a stick

I done, I done laced the Percocet

LACED_OXY (DEMO)

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