Trust the Process

French kissing with twins

I French kiss with death

Father forgive me for my sins

I been sipping on Henn'

I been popping Xanax bars

Percocets, and oxy

Goin' up off these downers

I just smacked five Roxie's

Whoa

Let me slow down

I just rolled up a quarter

Finna blow down

And I ain't worried about the bitch

She always answer my calls

She know I keep the shrooms on deck

And a little powder too

I pull up

With a bump or two

Whenever he acting goofy

She said the alcohol makes him bootsy

But he sweeter then coochie

You a ruby like a gemstone

Don't stress

Baby, you gotta trust the process

Often I be medicated

Have you ever been crossed faded

The next day

you wonder how you made it

These demons I gotta shake them

There ain't no more pills

'Cause I ate 'em

But I know somebody

That know somebody

That know somebody

That make 'em

So how many you taken

She said she just want to feel good

So I ordered two

That's just me and you

I got it fifth of Hennessy black

That's gone have you smacked

We just want to feel good

And relax to the max

No more drama like Mary J.

Infatuated wit machinery

Ayy bey-bey

She said her ex like to box

Like Gervonta Davis

I Asked her box how

Like a coffin

Marijuana smoke got me coughing

You know I'm lawless

Like dem hoodstarz

Shine like a bright star

Bright as the night starz

Candy painted cars baby

Welcome to the bay

She did a bump off a chime card