[Intro: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Ayy, Spiff
Let me have the Percocet, man
And that lean
And the cookies
I need all of that
Y'all niggas bitch niggas
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I'm on them Percocets, I just popped a Percocet
I'm on the Xanax, I just blew a Xan bag
I'm a lean junkie, all I drink is Hitech
I just smoked a whole pound of gas, where the cookies at?
I'm on them Percocets, I just popped a Percocet
I'm on the Xanax, I just blew a Xan bag
I'm a lean junkie, all I drink is Hitech
I just smoked a whole pound of gas, where the cookies at?
[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Pull up in the Chevy, 60 hatchback
Smoke out the pound, I just had a gas attack
I make it touch down like a running back
Still shoot dice at the chit-chat
Break the Xan down like a Kit Kat
We drinking lean, no six packs
I get the bricks and I skrt scratch
S in the pot for my wrist pack
I need a strip of them Percocet
Pour a pint up of the Hitech
I just found a pint of Actavis
Roll a whole pound in that gas and tan
Fell asleep three days of Xanax
I woke up like, "Where the hell my bands at?"
Went to Magic City, smashed that
I roll up the cookies and pass that
Me and drugs get along
Me and drugs got a bond
F&N tactical, James Bond
I need some more drink in my last line
Dab on these niggas like Carolina
My plug gave me five bricks on consignment
Check out my Rollie, it's perfect timing
[?] African diamonds
Ayy, Spiff
Let me have the Percocet, man
And that lean
And the cookies
I need all of that
Y'all niggas bitch niggas
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I'm on them Percocets, I just popped a Percocet
I'm on the Xanax, I just blew a Xan bag
I'm a lean junkie, all I drink is Hitech
I just smoked a whole pound of gas, where the cookies at?
I'm on them Percocets, I just popped a Percocet
I'm on the Xanax, I just blew a Xan bag
I'm a lean junkie, all I drink is Hitech
I just smoked a whole pound of gas, where the cookies at?
[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Pull up in the Chevy, 60 hatchback
Smoke out the pound, I just had a gas attack
I make it touch down like a running back
Still shoot dice at the chit-chat
Break the Xan down like a Kit Kat
We drinking lean, no six packs
I get the bricks and I skrt scratch
S in the pot for my wrist pack
I need a strip of them Percocet
Pour a pint up of the Hitech
I just found a pint of Actavis
Roll a whole pound in that gas and tan
Fell asleep three days of Xanax
I woke up like, "Where the hell my bands at?"
Went to Magic City, smashed that
I roll up the cookies and pass that
Me and drugs get along
Me and drugs got a bond
F&N tactical, James Bond
I need some more drink in my last line
Dab on these niggas like Carolina
My plug gave me five bricks on consignment
Check out my Rollie, it's perfect timing
[?] African diamonds
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