Man, I'm messed up [echoing] the hell [echoing] what kind of pill was that
[Echoing] GOD [echoing] man it sound like I hear someone screaming [echoing]
What the fuck [echoing] man I'm sooo fucked up, God I promise let me live
Tonite [echoing] man I will never get high again
[Lil Wyte]
I'm slummed out right now, that ain't no suprize
Dilated pupils seein doubles out of both my eyes
I hit up a little spark, got 'em for no charge, and fuck with his boy
Xanax bars call 'em totem poles or even tonka toys
I popped half and then popped the other half and hit the crown
Then put my shot glass down and poured another round
I'm starting to feel everything I just put into my body
Liquor and the bars got me right though I might look retarded
Get up out my way little quicka with the K
Even though I'm fucked up I'mma still maintain
Got sumthin in my brain like do damn thang
Like tell the same mayne's ass soft insane
I'mma monsta when I'm high specially on some bars
Don't need to cop lyrically can catch a charge
Runnin down the street yellin fuck the police
With Reeboxs on my feet high on 4 more bars
I'mma hold my crown and I'mma rep my Memphis pop my pills, smoke all my deeros
Be fucked up fall out in public fallin out on crackers and negros
Ho you think you know Lil Wyte I'm telling you rightcha now
You hold out I'mma find out better pull 'em out and pass them sticks around
[Echoing] GOD [echoing] man it sound like I hear someone screaming [echoing]
What the fuck [echoing] man I'm sooo fucked up, God I promise let me live
Tonite [echoing] man I will never get high again
[Lil Wyte]
I'm slummed out right now, that ain't no suprize
Dilated pupils seein doubles out of both my eyes
I hit up a little spark, got 'em for no charge, and fuck with his boy
Xanax bars call 'em totem poles or even tonka toys
I popped half and then popped the other half and hit the crown
Then put my shot glass down and poured another round
I'm starting to feel everything I just put into my body
Liquor and the bars got me right though I might look retarded
Get up out my way little quicka with the K
Even though I'm fucked up I'mma still maintain
Got sumthin in my brain like do damn thang
Like tell the same mayne's ass soft insane
I'mma monsta when I'm high specially on some bars
Don't need to cop lyrically can catch a charge
Runnin down the street yellin fuck the police
With Reeboxs on my feet high on 4 more bars
I'mma hold my crown and I'mma rep my Memphis pop my pills, smoke all my deeros
Be fucked up fall out in public fallin out on crackers and negros
Ho you think you know Lil Wyte I'm telling you rightcha now
You hold out I'mma find out better pull 'em out and pass them sticks around
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