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If I ever did it I would not even admit it
Front row ticket into hell I got admission
Smoking gas gimme the carbon emissions
I'm riding in my car with a couple puppet bitches
They gon do what I do when I say
Simon says how I play them like a game
Siamese twins I'm attached to the money
Never wrap it up cuz bitch I'm not a mummy
Pop pa pop, pop, pop, that's the Glock
Sound of the Glock that I keep up in my sock
Cash Carti with the bops
Bitch I'm feeling hot
Turn them bitches up
I wanna feel em knock, yeah
Bitch fuck that clock
I don't give a fuck what time it is
Imma stay up in this fuckin bitch until I'm sobering
Then I pop a pill
Addict for the thrill
Do it all again
Me and drugs best friends
What the fuck is up she wanna fuck with me
Bitch get back, yerr dusty and ugly
I'm sorry but she's rubbing on me
That shit is not comforting me
Rather make me mad, I got a plan, we on demand, ay
Gotta, pop out
Final round knockout, I'm out
I took twenty xannies, right now
I took thirty xannies, right now
(knocking)
Yo, yo what the fuck are you doing?
Whoa, back up dude
Mula, give me that shit
Yo, back up
Nah, that's mine bro
Dude, you need to fucking give me those back right the fuck now
No more, no, no, I'm takin that shit
Bro, chill
I'm takin that shit
You need to chill what the fuck is your deal
Acting like I cannot handle my pills
Acting on fashion impulses for real
Don't got the money I spent it on-
If I ever did it I would not even admit it
Front row ticket into hell I got admission
Smoking gas gimme the carbon emissions
I'm riding in my car with a couple puppet bitches
They gon do what I do when I say
Simon says how I play them like a game
Siamese twins I'm attached to the money
Never wrap it up cuz bitch I'm not a mummy
Pop pa pop, pop, pop, that's the Glock
Sound of the Glock that I keep up in my sock
Cash Carti with the bops
Bitch I'm feeling hot
Turn them bitches up
I wanna feel em knock, yeah
Bitch fuck that clock
I don't give a fuck what time it is
Imma stay up in this fuckin bitch until I'm sobering
Then I pop a pill
Addict for the thrill
Do it all again
Me and drugs best friends
I got 3 bitches
They don't do division
They may need revision
I might have to fix em
Imma make it my mission
Before the months over
I gotta be sober
My parents done kicked me out four times over, ay
Park in parking lots till the morning, ay
Dogs barking loud while I'm snoring, ay
Opiate dreams and a 40, ay
Energy drained in the morning, wait wait
She and me, we suffer together, hey
We got joint pain in the mornings, ay
Fuckboy pay me, don't care it's a holiday
Go ask Santa for the money and see what he say
Feeling great
Bloody face
Leave a trace
I'm an ape
I got faith
That I'll pay
Hit my vape
If I ever did it I would not even admit it
Front row ticket into hell I got admission
Smoking gas gimme the carbon emissions
I'm riding in my car with a couple puppet bitches
They gon do what I do when I say
Simon says how I play them like a game
Siamese twins I'm attached to the money
Never wrap it up cuz bitch I'm not a mummy
Pop pa pop, pop, pop, that's the Glock
Sound of the Glock that I keep up in my sock
Cash Carti with the bops
Bitch I'm feeling hot
Turn them bitches up
I wanna feel em knock, yeah
Bitch fuck that clock
I don't give a fuck what time it is
Imma stay up in this fuckin bitch until I'm sobering
Then I pop a pill
Addict for the thrill
Do it all again
Me and drugs best friends
If I ever did it I would not even admit it
If I ever did it I would not even admit it
If I ever did it I would not even admit it
If I ever did it I would not even admit it
Hardcore spaz when I grab my prescription
She throw ass for the bands in the kitchen
I just did a line of ketamine and now I'm chillin
Never sugarcoat, so they treat me like a villain, ay
