perked up 
all on my damn floor
no pulse think I’m done for 
bullets to my heart gotta pop more
don’t save me baby laced oxy in my drawer
did it on purpose fuck you whore 
You don’t know how it feels to be this fuckin bored 
oxy xanny shroom got me wantin to explore 
I been on my lonely, shit hard to ignore 
Locked in my room dropped some pills on the floor 
Act coo in public but feel nothin to the core
Need me 40oz I b juggin to da store
Call me ugly bitch whatever i ignore
McQueen on my feet cuz my Balencis made me sore 
ion even wanna be alive anymore 
ion even wanna be alive anymore 
drugs hurtin me but being alive hurtin more

drugs

i bust in yo crib wit a glock and a damn beam

i took all ya chains i knew it was so damn mean

dope boy count up money split with the damn team 

gucci and prada that stitch up my pant seam 

countin this cash up like a money machine

ill serve some xans to a dirty ass broke fein 

im shopping in prada you shopping at damn shein 

blood on the adidas my balencis too damn clean 

fuck a perk lil bitch im sippin on the damn lean

im off of these drugs wit a glick in my damn jeans

mad cus i fucked your bitch right on your damn sheets 

walked in the function to all eyes on me

im not a capper my gun is so mean

my whip is faster than lightning mcqueen 

posted in bmore, truey my jeans
posted in bmore truey my jeans

sandwich