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Yeah Too much Promethazine that I be sippin' (I've been sippin') I've been losin' my mind and trippin', I can't trust these bitches (can't trust these bitches) I'on even know what's goin' on, but I know I'm gettin' richer (I'm gettin' richer) And I ain't even in their home, and I don't know but I'ma get there (and I'ma get there) I bought a brand-new home, it's been two months, and I ain't even slept in (I ain't slept in) I work all day, I don't go out, don't even need no sanction (need no sanction) If you put me next to all these rap niggas, you know I'm the freshest (know I'm the freshest) And I tell them niggas to set up my rackets, I'm tryna collect the extras (collect the extras) Pointers all on my necklace, pointers all on my new bitch I touch down back in Atlanta, lil' shawty she lookin' like new-new Niggas still pushin' their old wheels, yeah, I come through and pull up in that new-new Niggas still rockin' that old shit, yeah, I come through, and I'm poppin' that new-new Niggas still watchin' my old moves, it's a new season, lil' nigga, no Hulu I'm the top floor boss, I walk in, "who, me?" nah, nigga, who you? Dark ass shades, can't see through 'em I'm pourin' up Sprite, tryna see it through You losin' it, dawg, what you doin'? Paint it off, it's so marvelous, how you do it? Too much Promethazine that I be sippin' (I've been sippin') I've been losin' my mind and trippin', I can't trust these bitches (can't trust these bitches) I'on even know what's goin' on, but I know I'm gettin' richer (I'm gettin' richer) And I ain't even in their home, and I don't know but I'ma get there (and I'ma get there) I bought a brand-new home, it's been two months, and I ain't even slept in (I ain't slept in) I work all day, I don't go out, don't even need no sanction (need no sanction) If you put me next to all these rap niggas, you know I'm the freshest (know I'm the freshest) And I tell them niggas to set up my rackets, I'm tryna collect the extras (collect the extras) And I promise they hit the bestest The white hoe look like Ke$ha I count all red 50s, ketchup If you try me, you'll learn your lesson Trapper out, I'm onto the next one Slime 'em out, I'm onto the next shit They walk in it, I walk out the exit Pussy dead, 'cause she not my schedule Pourin' red after red, blacks, purple, Wockhardt, purple, ha And we sold you, bitch, I done lived a hundred lives, and I'm all right If you know me, y'know I keep it movin', shawty, and I stay high Everything I do super new, and I don't even try With the clothes I threw on today, I think that I can fly On medication, havin' at least a day to touch for the sky (touch the sky) Yes, you know, even made her baby, why not try? (Why not try?) I'll see you later, maybe tomorrow, baby, gotta count this guap Too much Promethazine that I be sippin' (I've been sippin') I've been losin' my mind and trippin', I can't trust these bitches (can't trust these bitches) I'on even know what's goin' on, but I know I'm gettin' richer (i'm gettin' richer) And I ain't even in their home, and I don't know but I'ma get there (and I'ma get there) I bought a brand-new home, it's been two months, and I ain't even slept in (I ain't slept in) I work all day, I don't go out, don't even need no sanction (need no sanction) If you put me next to all these rap niggas, you know I'm the freshest (know I'm the freshest) And I tell them niggas to set up my rackets, I'm tryna collect the extras (collect the extras)
Writer(s): Jonah Abraham, Arman Andican, Bobby Sandimanie Iii, Corey Kerr, Thomas William Ross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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