[Verse 1: Joeyy]
My hair is not the type of pain a pill can fix (Yeah)
If you try to run up on the car, I'm playing pick-up sticks (Yeah)
Use the Histaverin, it looks like I'm pourin' Pickle Rick (Uh-huh)
I can't believe I paid for drank that tastes like licorice (Yeah)
I got two cleezys on like I'm an Inuit (One, Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Off them pills that makes a scientist feel like an idiot (Uh-huh)
I fall asleep and spill a cup before I can finish it (Hm)
I dropped a pill in a styro, I made these xercs skinny dip

[Verse 2: Ricky Chix]
30 milligram, the purp' was green
I bet you sipping Dr. Pepper cuz' you got no lean
If I had [?] then I'm sippin' lean
I woke up and I had coffee, Marlon had some tеa
Bitch I'm noddin', bitch I do not wanna hear the tea
I bought a rеd hat for the bitch, pull up and fuck the team
I brought a white bitch to the mountain and I told her "Ski"
Where my homie with the xans? And where's my homie with the beans

[Verse 3: Marlon DuBois]
Ricky open up the shop, it's like a grocery (Find)
My hoodie brown, my pants are green, my fit looks like it's from a tree
Flying state to state, the shed is goin' overseas, uh (Go, go)
The crowd packed and the stage packed (Go)
Instagram's wack, Instagram hacked
Gonna kill Insta Man if I don't get my 'gram back (Uh-huh)
American spirit, I don't wanna smoke a black
Instagram's bad, Instagram's mad
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