[Verse 1 - 2shanez]
(James in the cut too, he-)
Smoke filling my lungs, [?]
Acid on my tongue, off a perc I'm going dumb
Pop a perk and now I'm numb, all these drugs they make you dumb
All these drugs they give me faith, hollow tips to your face (Jay)
Tell me how that shit tastes, you a mistake
You gon get erased, I won't fade away
Now you gon learn today
Choppa taught him like a teacher
Fuck [?], fuck a feature
My set looking like some geekers
Get to squeezing like I'm tweaking
Money counter beeping, 35 we bleeding
Pull up and clap, this gas fucking reeking
Split a perc 30 even though I'm fucking peaking
35 lines till my nose is fucking geeking
I don't like to talk, but my choppa get to speaking
But my choppa get to speaking
[Verse 2 - Luci4]
Scary shit up on my brain, turn my BB to a chain
Kick your door, I'm finna gain
Pushing packs out in the rain
[?]
Pockets hot, Lil Wayne
Sell your son to cocaine, oh my god so profane
And my bands [?], nigga you not counting shit
Ima pull up, if I gotta do that shit then ima dip
All these percs I gotta throw (Jay)
Paradise, I gotta go
Somewhere posted with my hoes
Fuck the beef we all could blow
(James in the cut too, he-)
Smoke filling my lungs, [?]
Acid on my tongue, off a perc I'm going dumb
Pop a perk and now I'm numb, all these drugs they make you dumb
All these drugs they give me faith, hollow tips to your face (Jay)
Tell me how that shit tastes, you a mistake
You gon get erased, I won't fade away
Now you gon learn today
Choppa taught him like a teacher
Fuck [?], fuck a feature
My set looking like some geekers
Get to squeezing like I'm tweaking
Money counter beeping, 35 we bleeding
Pull up and clap, this gas fucking reeking
Split a perc 30 even though I'm fucking peaking
35 lines till my nose is fucking geeking
I don't like to talk, but my choppa get to speaking
But my choppa get to speaking
[Verse 2 - Luci4]
Scary shit up on my brain, turn my BB to a chain
Kick your door, I'm finna gain
Pushing packs out in the rain
[?]
Pockets hot, Lil Wayne
Sell your son to cocaine, oh my god so profane
And my bands [?], nigga you not counting shit
Ima pull up, if I gotta do that shit then ima dip
All these percs I gotta throw (Jay)
Paradise, I gotta go
Somewhere posted with my hoes
Fuck the beef we all could blow
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