Letras
Got them pro prescriptions fill it up fill it up
Man she getting on that codeine fill it up fill it up
Fell in love fell in love
With the guap with the game
Made these dollars all holler
Like she callin my name
White yayo soft as play dough oh my god look at that payload
Runnin from the c.o popo
Serve the ball like Tony Romo
Trap house skid row get lit with my crew we a bunch of skitzos
All I need is a new Bentley coupe with the tinted windows
You say that you cannot stay the night, cool
But you want a sip of dirty sprite ooh
What the fuck you talking about
Auto bots you better roll out
No you cannot sleep on my couch
Couple hits then you're out of my house
Girly surely never curve me
Like 45 to the two three
We can converse in the back seat
Let's run this shit like a trap meet
Got them pro prescriptions fill it up fill it up
Man she getting on that codeine fill it up fill it up
Fell in love fell in love
With the guap with the game
Made these dollars all holler
Like she callin my name
I remember when I used to be loved
Now my minds melted off a couple of drugs
Feels like my life is moving slow as a slug, liquor I chug feeling
Like a stick in the mud
But fuck that man I bounced back I came down from that cognac promethazine Insomniac the smell of stacks only bring me back
Before I'm stuffed in that body bag cuz something went wrong on the other end
But we teached a lesson stay strapped again keep a smith and Wesson trappin in p.m
Got them pro prescriptions fill it up fill it up
Man she getting on that codeine fill it up fill it up
Fell in love fell in love
With the guap with the game
Made these dollars all holler
Like she callin my name