Alright
I'm in my twenties, I'm still pop me a thirty
How I'm clean, but my cup still dirty
Baby, I be geeked, but you know I'm not nerdy
The packs grow wings, I just raise another birdie
I love my cup bad, but it hurt me
The SRT fast, I'm deserting
Bae, you might want me, do you deserve me?
I pour up Codeine in a Slurpee
Girl, you like my cup, I just can't stay away from
Every time you see me and my face, you don't say nothin'
I playin' fair, but you know you my baby
I playin' fair, but you know you don't hate me
Pints keep comin' in from Mexico, they border hoppin'
And my tooth start to hurt, but then still, the pourin' up don't stop
Always tryna pull me down, baby, while I'm still on top
All that fightin' that you hard, nigga, just to still get shot
Nigga, please don't pop out or pop off
Pints by the liter I'm 'bout to drop off
Stop all that internet shit, that is not sauce
Rock 'em, sock 'em, boxin' it, get them rocks off
Knots on knots on knots, but damn this cup hurtin'
Lots and lots of lines poured, but I'ma be still swervin'
Pints and pints of Codeine and I be still servin'
I'm high as fuck already, pour with no purpose
She been walkin' ??? for a minute, bet her toes hurtin'
Why the fuck you actin' like you so private?
See, you ain't got no curtains
Yogurt niggas, Go-Gurtin'
Bet yo' bitches soul flirtin'
Got that bitches soul squirtin'
I just need two bags, it's too late
I just poured a four up to the face
Every time I pour up, my tooth ache
And baby, I just can't stay away from it
Like I'm in my twenties, I'm still pop me a thirty
Like how I'm clean, but my cup still dirty
And my tooth hurt bad 'cause I pour my a Slurpee
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