Promethazine & Vodka [Prod. by Puda]

(Chorus):
What's up with ya?
Guess I'm stuck with ya
Thought we was one and done
But guess I'ma fall in love with ya
You said I'm doing too much
But no, I can't get enough of ya
All this shit it's coming down to, but you know im still coming up
No they can't fuck with us
Just hold my double cup
They like "Where you tryna run to?", got problems that I'm running from
Just tryna run it up
These hoes just tryna have fun
She gone hold my gun
While I just sit back and count these funds

(Verse):
She wanna ride in a Bentley Bentayga
Tears on her face, and they ruin her make up
I got way too much on my mind, and it's driving me crazy
Sippin' that lean make me lazy
Sing to these hoes man I feel like Steve Lacy
He want a feature, I told him to pay me
Call up a play like Sean Payton
You should see the type of pictures I'm painting 
Cross on my neck like God save me
I got that hoe on her knees like she praying
Call me the goat like I'm Tom Brady
Playing this game like I'm making a statement
Clutching this shit, call me Costa McGrady
Pouring a line, I ain't sippin' on gravy
Tell me she hungry, she swallow my babies
Ride in a AMG Mercedes 

(Chorus):
What's up with ya?
Guess I'm stuck with ya
Thought we was one and done
But guess I'ma fall in love with ya
You said I'm doing too much
But no, I can't get enough of ya
All this shit it's coming down to, but you know im still coming up
No they can't fuck with us
Just hold my double cup
They like "Where you tryna run to?", got problems that I'm running from
Just tryna run it up
These hoes just tryna have fun
She gone hold my gun
While I just sit back and count these funds

One And Done! (Prod. Xangang)

spa (prod. drazdid911)

I trackhawk it spin out
I'm tryna get her yams
Hit that bih yea
I get so much yayo
Know I got his bail
This new pack too smell
I can never fail
Why yo pockets dim?
Ho my wrist just swam

Pop my sh*t don't think about it, I just count these m's
I'm tryna f*ck these h*es at the same time then put it on film
P*ssy nigga put yo stick up, slime his *ss out, get his *ss some milk
N*ggas be way too slime, can't trust no one, yea they *ss be eel 
I got major bills, I got major bills

Pull up with that tool, and imma hit yo sh*t up
Yo b*tch wanna hang with the crew, we some rich *ss n*ggas
And that n*gga don't got a clue, he a dumb*ss n*gga
All these bands up in my pockets, feel like f*cking tigger
Chrome hearts on my body, sh*t like 5 figures 
And I know you can't afford that, you a f*cking n*gger
Yea you a fucking n*gger

I trackhawk it spin out
I'm tryna get her yams
Hit that bih yea
I get so much yayo
Know I got his bail
This new pack too smell
I can never fail
Why yo pockets dim?
Ho my wrist just swam


Not Enough

Flo Kidd

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