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Therapy needed I can't control this energy
Hennessey dipping I swear these shots are killing me
I left the soda for the powder shit I'm loving it
But my brain running wild I be losing it
How could this happen man I swore to God I'd never drink
Look at me now on some cocaine and needle ish
I'm showing love and hugging niggas I don't f*ck with
I got a feeling in the morning I'll regret this ish
Shawty on my left she don't even know my name
She put some powder on the bed homie are you game
This ain't my scene I'm usually preaching verses but
This nicotine Coke Gin told me smash it up
Started undressing gave the pipe life like a God
Using my Jesus piece to measure every line we snort
I'm switching prayers and my demons made me hit it raw
And I bust a nut in that forgive me lord

Last night I laid the pipe on my hitta girl
I blame the shots I ain't used to that
I blame the shots didn't know she was my hitta girl
I blame the shots and the coke and my hitta girl Last night I laid the pipe on my hitta girl
I blame the shots I ain't used to that
I blame the shots didn't know she was my hitta girl
I blame the shots and the coke and my hitta girl

Now we're done senses back no protection on
My first time getting head and she might catch a soul
My temperature high but I'm steady feeling cold
Electrified by the shock frozen by the volts
My face like these niggas tapes I don't feel it man
This morning I was heading north now I'm on my west
I'm feeling like Kanye with this Kadarshian
Scott Storch with the crack ima need a hand
Clothes back on told shawty I'm outta here
Straight to the sitting room and I hit another bag
My homie pulled up yo this house party mad
Oh there she is let me introduce you to my girl
Same shawty I was smashing sat up on his lap
All over the place with the eyes but the hand
Was reaching out to greet this shawty that I never met
Man It was shaking like she was when I was through with that

Last night I laid the pipe on my hitta girl
I blame the shots I ain't used to that
I blame the shots didn't know she was my hitta girl
I blame the shots and the coke and my hitta girl Last night I laid the pipe on my hitta girl
I blame the shots I ain't used to that
I blame the shots didn't know she was my hitta girl
I blame the shots and the coke and my hitta girl

Homie laughing coz he thought the powder was getting to me
Shawty laughing tryna act there ain't nothing to it
I started laughing but my conscience made a meal off me
I couldn't tell him he was mad max with the fury
I made excuses like yo' my hitta I gotta beat it
I got a call from my uncle homie he really needs me
And by the way I had a smash man I won't forget it
And I could tell he didn't know it had a double meaning
Back in the crib the guilt turned me alcoholic
I was like Ye up in Sway man I really lost it
Months later got a call from the same homie
Told me his girl is in labor 'bout to have his baby
He was flipping out on how he would maintain the kid
I had to tell him the truth so I hit his crib
Before I spoke his girl called said she lost the kid
It was crazy I was heartbroken and relieved

Last night I laid the pipe on my hitta girl
I blame the shots I ain't used to that
I blame the shots didn't know she was my hitta girl
I blame the shots and the coke and my hitta girl Last night I laid the pipe on my hitta girl
I blame the shots I ain't used to that
I blame the shots didn't know she was my hitta girl
I blame the shots and the coke and my hitta girl

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