[Intro: Dee Aura & DJ Smokey]
How many milligrams up in this pill?
That's a green - all blue - white pill
How many milligrams up in this pill?
My plug said he loves me!
How many milligrams up in this pill?
That's a white pill - that's a white pill (That's them!)
How many milligrams up in this pill?
That's a white - all blue - all green - white pill
Jesus turned water into wine - I turned the Sprite into a pink oil!
Nite
[Verse 1: Joeyy, DJ Smokey & DJ Kenn]
I don't give a fuck 'bout fashion, I'ma scuff your grails (That's them!)
Viennese, put the Clicquot on my fingernails (kohl)
Unfold the wad, now my wallet looks like sfogliatelle
My outfit drippy, walking through the mall and leave a trail (N-O-D)
I pour a two and sign the Sprite to a three sixty (2)
Bottom of the Louboutins look like a German 60
Balenciaga bag looking like a Hefty
KCI fifty drum hanging out the semi
Tag hanging out these Rick Owens looks like tefillin (All - all - all or nothing!)
Foamposites laces hanging out the eyelets like a wrist
Snap this pill up into rations, break this bread up with my siblings
Thirty milligram body of Christ!
Snap this pill up into rations, break this bread up with my siblings
Lights, cameras, action soon as I walk into this building (Movie)
And my pockets fat just like myself (Hm)
I don't need to hold the cash, I'll make the purchase on my cell
I feel like I'm Yeat, my name ringing bells
I'll make the soda flip, but there's no heads or tails (Sprite)
How many milligrams up in this pill?
That's a green - all blue - white pill
How many milligrams up in this pill?
My plug said he loves me!
How many milligrams up in this pill?
That's a white pill - that's a white pill (That's them!)
How many milligrams up in this pill?
That's a white - all blue - all green - white pill
Jesus turned water into wine - I turned the Sprite into a pink oil!
Nite
[Verse 1: Joeyy, DJ Smokey & DJ Kenn]
I don't give a fuck 'bout fashion, I'ma scuff your grails (That's them!)
Viennese, put the Clicquot on my fingernails (kohl)
Unfold the wad, now my wallet looks like sfogliatelle
My outfit drippy, walking through the mall and leave a trail (N-O-D)
I pour a two and sign the Sprite to a three sixty (2)
Bottom of the Louboutins look like a German 60
Balenciaga bag looking like a Hefty
KCI fifty drum hanging out the semi
Tag hanging out these Rick Owens looks like tefillin (All - all - all or nothing!)
Foamposites laces hanging out the eyelets like a wrist
Snap this pill up into rations, break this bread up with my siblings
Thirty milligram body of Christ!
Snap this pill up into rations, break this bread up with my siblings
Lights, cameras, action soon as I walk into this building (Movie)
And my pockets fat just like myself (Hm)
I don't need to hold the cash, I'll make the purchase on my cell
I feel like I'm Yeat, my name ringing bells
I'll make the soda flip, but there's no heads or tails (Sprite)
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