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I'm tryna get in the crib
Too gone off the pills, now I'm locked out
Yes, I feel the perky in my rib
I'm too gone off the shit, I might knock out

Go in a Percocet coma
I'm too high I can't see, got glaucoma
Got that sprite, yeah, I'm sippin' that soda
Bitch, Ima Doc but don't got a diploma
Send me a drop, man, send that shit over
I got a Glock on my hip, ima soldier
Bitch, I been making money, even in corona
I be sippin' that muddy
Not sippin' corona
I pour up that bloody inside Arizona
Ima paint a lil bitch face, like she was Mona
Smoking dope to the damn face
Smell the aroma
You's a mufuckin' disgrace
Boy, you're a loner
Your bitch got a big brain
Choke on my boner
You know I got big bank
I don't need to do my homework
Bitch ima get cranked
Yeah, ima stoner
My liver need a replace
I need a donor
Boy don't act like that's your place
You're not the owner
Upgraded my diamonds
Yeah, they just got colder
Started off a lil rock
But I got me a boulder
Didn't have me no money, but now I got older
It was a mess, but I got it in order
Can't have less than before, never shorter
I remember I was saving quarters
Yeah, myself is my only supporter
Blowing bands like a fuckin' recorder
Bought a pack
Came from across the boarder
Off the crack, I might have a disorder
I've been having withdrawals, and it's torture

Ooh Aah
Ima get angry
I don't mean orchard
Bitch I'm not eating no hors d'oeuvres
Bitch I'm not taking no orders
Bitch ima just take this perky
Then I turn into a snorer
Ooh Aah
I'm asleep
Im so fuckin' knocked out
I'm too fuckin' geeked, I can't find my keys
Man, I'm locked out

I'm tryna get in the crib
Too gone off the pills, now I'm locked out
Yes, I feel the perky in my rib
I'm too gone off the shit, I might knock out

Ima boss, so I don't gotta clock out
Pull up to the block, put it on lock down
We got the big guns, boy, put that Glock down
We do not play 'round
This is not playground
We in the battlefield
Ima get a takedown
I got a drum on the gun, it holds eight rounds
Fucked your slut, ass up, face down
Where do you think you're going?
You gon' get chased down
Bodies dropping
Lay down
Ima chop it
Breakdown

Go in a Percocet coma
I'm too high I can't see, got glaucoma
Got that sprite, yeah, I'm sippin' that soda
Bitch, Ima Doc but don't got a diploma
Send me a drop, man, send that shit over
I got a Glock on my hip, ima soldier
Bitch, I been making money, even in corona
I be sippin' that muddy
Not sippin' corona
I pour up that bloody inside an Arizona
Ima paint a lil bitch face, like she was Mona
Smoking dope to the damn face
Smell the aroma
You's a mufuckin' disgrace
Boy, you're a loner
What?

Ooh Aah
I'm asleep
Im so fuckin' knocked out
I'm too fuckin' geeked, I can't find my keys
Man, I'm locked out

I'm tryna get in the crib
Too gone off the pills, now I'm locked out
Yes, I feel the perky in my rib
I'm too gone off the shit, I might knock out

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