[Verse 1: YUNG SURGE]
I just want a fuckin' blunt to smoke, I see from high to low
Make yo' bitch moan, fuck a lighter, hop inside my zone
Uzi in my weapons, tryna buy a fuckin' loan
Poppin' pills for my depression, let me raise the fuckin' tone
Bitch, I'm tryna grab my car
All these rappers go bizarre
In my basement with some bars
No, this shit don't ever stop
Fuck the voices in my head
Pay the fines, I do the rest
I deserve some fuckin' cred
[?], I'm movin' next, yes
[Hook: LIL CURSE]
Never trust a hoe with my dope
Y'all already know
Now, never trust a hoe with my dope
Y'all already know
Now, never trust a hoe with my dope
Y'all already know
Now, never trust a hoe with my dope
Y'all already know
[Verse 2: LIL CURSE]
Uzi cock back, on my lap with a bad bitch
Got a ski mask and Mac, never lack, bitch
Smokin' and poppin' the [?]
I'm left with no feeling's
On top of the ceiling
Get out of the building
I'm runnin' around, limpin'
Can't fuck with no bitches, they always [?]
See all of my problems, not over no bitch
[?] the moment, I'm flippin' the switch
Can't get enough, finesse, she pullin' the trig'
Takin' the pills that I get the whole grip
Run the murder, fuck the law
187 [?], can't fuck with bitches, none at all
All these pills, now hit the jaw, hoe
I just want a fuckin' blunt to smoke, I see from high to low
Make yo' bitch moan, fuck a lighter, hop inside my zone
Uzi in my weapons, tryna buy a fuckin' loan
Poppin' pills for my depression, let me raise the fuckin' tone
Bitch, I'm tryna grab my car
All these rappers go bizarre
In my basement with some bars
No, this shit don't ever stop
Fuck the voices in my head
Pay the fines, I do the rest
I deserve some fuckin' cred
[?], I'm movin' next, yes
[Hook: LIL CURSE]
Never trust a hoe with my dope
Y'all already know
Now, never trust a hoe with my dope
Y'all already know
Now, never trust a hoe with my dope
Y'all already know
Now, never trust a hoe with my dope
Y'all already know
[Verse 2: LIL CURSE]
Uzi cock back, on my lap with a bad bitch
Got a ski mask and Mac, never lack, bitch
Smokin' and poppin' the [?]
I'm left with no feeling's
On top of the ceiling
Get out of the building
I'm runnin' around, limpin'
Can't fuck with no bitches, they always [?]
See all of my problems, not over no bitch
[?] the moment, I'm flippin' the switch
Can't get enough, finesse, she pullin' the trig'
Takin' the pills that I get the whole grip
Run the murder, fuck the law
187 [?], can't fuck with bitches, none at all
All these pills, now hit the jaw, hoe
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