[Verse 1]
Alcoholic, yup, fillin' up my cup
Problematic, yup
What's up, what's up, what's up
Been an addict, yup
Addicted to the drugs
Ravage savage in the streets
Like 'bout to run up on the plug
Like I ain't got a pot to piss in
Pockets empty as my stomach
'bout to do the kind of dirt
That make you sick about to vomit
I'll be quick to get up on it
Pistol whippin' up your omelette
Wet you up and send your spirit
Through the sky like Haley's Comet
Beefin' I won't even comment
Pull up knockin' off your bonnet
Bama boots on in the mud and dirty
I ain't scared to run it
Break a promise and dishonest
Gone and probably never holla
Slay and slaughter for a profit
Anything to make a dollar
[Chorus 4X]
What's you goin' through
I probably been did it, been did it
Alcoholic, yup, fillin' up my cup
Problematic, yup
What's up, what's up, what's up
Been an addict, yup
Addicted to the drugs
Ravage savage in the streets
Like 'bout to run up on the plug
Like I ain't got a pot to piss in
Pockets empty as my stomach
'bout to do the kind of dirt
That make you sick about to vomit
I'll be quick to get up on it
Pistol whippin' up your omelette
Wet you up and send your spirit
Through the sky like Haley's Comet
Beefin' I won't even comment
Pull up knockin' off your bonnet
Bama boots on in the mud and dirty
I ain't scared to run it
Break a promise and dishonest
Gone and probably never holla
Slay and slaughter for a profit
Anything to make a dollar
[Chorus 4X]
What's you goin' through
I probably been did it, been did it
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