tinted window whip

About this drug is that you could have a flashback

That's a reoccurrence or repeats of the entire experience

This is particularly true after a bad trip

I be up in your head like a bad trip

Pussy boy gonna fold, get your door kicked

Get my name out your mouth, flamed out quick

You ain't seen 30 pounds, 30 round chick

I'm the boy that's a product of drugs

Look inside of my face, look inside of my cuts

I done came from a place where the plug had more love

Than a mother gave in to her own fucking child

I ain't know about a house, but I know about a brick

Lay shit down, hear the sound of your ribs

I'ma burn this shit down, burn the town to the crisp

I've been steady moving wild ever since I was a kid

Yeah, you would doubt me if you tryna get close

Watch your couch come from rocks, but it's still up my nose

Been a couple fucking times I almost overdosed

Yeah, I've danced with the devil, yeah, I seen him before

Go ahead, roll the dice, get your lights knocked

Yeah, you really got an itch for tryna die young

Told shorty that I'm higher than a kite, yeah

Took too many pills than to digest

Taking your breath every time that I step

Tweak off the meth and aim at your neck

Sip on tech in a waist silhouette

Didn't have nothing, but dope, I got it out of debt

It's too cold every time I breathe I'm seeing my breath

And every time that I sneeze, no bleach on my desk

Everything that you see is from me in your head

By the time that I rise everyone will be dead

Bad, bad trip

Couple bad bitches in a tinted window whip

Got a couple tabs that I triple double dip

If you really want a problem then I'm grabbing my hip

I be up in your head like a bad trip

Pussy boy gonna fold, get your door kicked

Get my name out your mouth, flamed out quick

You ain't seen 30 pounds, 30 round chick

I'm the boy that's a product of drugs

Look inside of my face, look inside of my cuts

I done came from a place where the plug had more love

Than a mother gave in to her own fucking child