ANTID0T3 PORCHY (Ft. British Rich)

[Intro]
Why you gotta be so judgmental 'n shit? I'm just here to party, man. Fucking bitch

[Hook: British Rich]
Molly, blow, licor, hoes, smoke
That's our antidote, yo
That's our antidote, yo
That's our antidote
Molly, blow, licor, hoes, smoke
That's our antidote, yo
That's our antidote, yo
That's our antidote

[Verse 1: Porchy]
Molly off the plate
She was with her friends, but then told them to go away
I rolled a blunt and toked the hit, and brought her on a wave
What kind of man would I be if I let her watch me fade without a taste? (ay)
Better join the party, better know just how we make waves
Then she started lecturing me, telling me I need help
I called her a hypocrite and told her she's the same way
(The same way)
She told me I'm a junky, told that bitch I don't care
I'm a junky making money, I know life isn't fair
If it's ugly how you make it, why you sniffing in here?
Why you sat on that chair? Why you giving me stares?
Who are you running from? And why are you running to me?
You want to save this? Save yourself! You ain't the savior of me!
I smoke and savor the beat
I sniff and then I repeat
I see you're chasing your dreams
But there ain't nothing to see like woh
(Praise the lord)