Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Fuck robbin'
(Danny)
I just popped a Xanax bar
I hug my pills, I love my pills
Late night, layin' my Percs to bed
Low-key wish you loved me still
Shawty know that I'm a Perky head
I'm super high on Xans, but you get murdered still
When Smak died, popped like thirty pills
Rich as fuck, it can still get dirty still
Go ask your bitch, she know I'm a player
I'm still rockin' my jersey still, yeah
I'm the first nigga she call, her man just left the crib, yeah
I ain't fucked none of my exes in a couple years
I been tryin' to calm down my stress, so I ate a couple pills, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she ain't tryna go to the bed, she like, "Let's fuck right here," yeah
Before I go give up my meds, I'll go give up my liver
I remember my pops told me, "You ain't no man 'til you start payin' bills"
Damn, I feel him, see him, you kill him
They plottin' behind my back, I feel it
When I get high, see Smak, I feel him
Bro tied the rag 'round the Glock, he Crippin'
You hatin' on me 'cause your bitch just mentioned me
You probably made her unlike my pictures
Fuck nigga think he got money? I'm richer
If you wanna get rich, quit tellin' your business
I just popped a Xanax bar
I hug my pills, I love my pills
Late night, layin' my Percs to bed
Low-key wish you loved me still
Shawty know that I'm a Perky head
I'm super high on Xans, but you get murdered still
When Smak died, popped like thirty pills
Rich as fuck, it can still get dirty still
Go ask your bitch, she know I'm a player
I'm still rockin' my jersey still, yeah
I'm the first nigga she call, her man just left the crib, yeah
I ain't fucked none of my exes in a couple years
I been tryin' to calm down my stress, so I ate a couple pills, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I thought you loved me, bae, what you doing with him? (Yeah, yeah)
Bro pull up with heat, he start shootin' film
That shit broke my heart to pieces, seein' you with him
I won't stop you if you'd rather go and be with him (Go and be with him)
Got so many options, you lucked up to be right here (Be right here)
Bitch, you know you hit the jackpot, you just fucked a millionaire, you made it
I just popped a Xanax bar
I hug my pills, I love my pills
Late night, layin' my Percs to bed
Low-key wish you loved me still
Shawty know that I'm a Perky head
I'm super high on Xans, but you get murdered still
When Smak died, popped like thirty pills
Rich as fuck, it can still get dirty still
Go ask your bitch, she know I'm a player
I'm still rockin' my jersey still, yeah
I'm the first nigga she call, her man just left the crib, yeah
I ain't fucked none of my exes in a couple years
I been tryin' to calm down my stress, so I ate a couple pills, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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