I done ran me up a check, everybody wanna look up
Now they looking at my neck, yeah, its filling up with baguettes
They dreaming ‘bout Pateks, and all my racks on the floor
So what’s up lil bro, what’s up lil buddy
Let me show how to get like this, hunnid racks gettin’ spent on Tris
Doing lines straight off her tits, how the fuck can I not get lit
This my way to not feel like shit, only way to keep up with this lifestyle, yeah, yeah, yeah

Everyday plottin’, thinkin’ of licks, one day I woke up and shot up some shit
I was just fiening, I was a kid, in love with the codeine but it made me sick (blargh)
I’m out in LA just looking for drip, driving through Rodeo gun by my hip
Belt to ass if you running up, had to ask ‘cuz I’m pullin’ up
Oh yeah he scared, adrenaline rush
That fear in his body makin’ ‘em hush 
Yeah, shhh, yeah, shhh
Yeah, shhh, yeah, shhh
Yeah, shhh, yeah, shhh
Yeah, shhhhh—
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah—
(Yes bitch I’m a psycho, bitch treat me like an idol)
(When I speak you follow, my demons are in Gotham, running from sorrows)
(So baby just don’t let go, ‘cuz I’m tryna’ see how low I can go—)

I done ran me up a check, everybody wanna look up
Now they looking at my neck, yeah, its filling up with baguettes
They dreaming ‘bout Pateks, and all my racks on the floor
So what’s up lil bro, what’s up lil buddy
Let me show how to get like this, hunnid racks gettin’ spent on Tris
Doing lines straight off her tits, how the fuck can I not get lit
This my way to not feel like shit, only way to keep up with this lifestyle

try2remember (prod. r3versme x quazar)

r a h (@wehaterah)