[Verse 1?]
[...] Thinking that they know me
I got a problem codeine
That Wockhardt had me floating
My brother was serving the dope feins
Taught me how to whip up a birdy
3-O on the Glock its a 30
So you know we ride around dirty (Uh)
Smell of coffee n***a wake up, huh, uh
Really I just wanna tat my face up
But I guess I’ll just look like everybody else in this bitch, huh
But look at they bank accounts its not like mine I’m super rich, uh
I could buy the things they work a month or two just to rent, uh
Kevin Durant, uh, ball like the champion
I remember taking percs until I would stumble over
Now I'm having withdrawals feel like thе devils coming over
Fuck her all night long hold on baby I’m cummin, aw
Thеm clothes is comin’ off
I’m livin’ life on the edge fuck it I’m gon’ go in raw