[Verse 1]
Kinda want a Drake, but I keep a Glock
Wok and Tech mix like Drake and Josh
You don't wanna stay, get gone, wanna conversate tell me what you want Bout to get a cramp my pockets got a knot
I just poured a deuce of Quagen in a pop
I get it low but sell it too you for a leg and arm
Why these niggas hate these niggas ain’t on
[Chorus]
Tell me why they hate, yeah
It so much problems on my plate tryna get gone, thinking if I should run away, Hop on a plane, take a vacation to the Bahamas
Cartier on my frames, that's like 300 ben franklins on my noggin
[Verse 2]
Drank, percs and oxycotin for my problem
Whеn I mix it up I turn to a zombie
I do whatever I can do for you just so you got it
I do whatеver I can do for you, just keep it solid
Just tell me whatever hurting you so we can solve it
Its them demons on yo head, you can't get em out it Touched so much green lately, think im turning to a goblin Can’t take my soul, if they do bury me at the bottom
[Chorus]
Tell me why they hate, yeah
It so much problems on my plate tryna get gone, thinking if I should run away, Hop on a plane, take a vacation to the Bahamas
Cartier on my frames, that's like 300 ben franklins on my noggin
Kinda want a Drake, but I keep a Glock
Wok and Tech mix like Drake and Josh
You don't wanna stay, get gone, wanna conversate tell me what you want Bout to get a cramp my pockets got a knot
I just poured a deuce of Quagen in a pop
I get it low but sell it too you for a leg and arm
Why these niggas hate these niggas ain’t on
[Chorus]
Tell me why they hate, yeah
It so much problems on my plate tryna get gone, thinking if I should run away, Hop on a plane, take a vacation to the Bahamas
Cartier on my frames, that's like 300 ben franklins on my noggin
[Verse 2]
Drank, percs and oxycotin for my problem
Whеn I mix it up I turn to a zombie
I do whatever I can do for you just so you got it
I do whatеver I can do for you, just keep it solid
Just tell me whatever hurting you so we can solve it
Its them demons on yo head, you can't get em out it Touched so much green lately, think im turning to a goblin Can’t take my soul, if they do bury me at the bottom
[Chorus]
Tell me why they hate, yeah
It so much problems on my plate tryna get gone, thinking if I should run away, Hop on a plane, take a vacation to the Bahamas
Cartier on my frames, that's like 300 ben franklins on my noggin
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