Lawsy, pick up I pop a pill, I can't think straight (Can't think straight) Fuck it, I'm dyin' if these hoes fake (If these hoes fake) Got that hoe crying, 'cause I can't stay I'd be lyin' if I called you bae Can't open my eyelids, smokin' on dank I'm high as a pilot, thinkin' I'ma faint Like damn, this bi'h wil'ing, got a tat' of my name She think it's the drugs got me goin' insane (Got me goin' insane) I'ma hit up the plug, I don't feel no pain In the Trackhawk, switchin' lanes Tryna get high as hell, I'm mixing strains I'll send him to hell if he reach for my chain I'm fuckin' this bitch, I don't know her name He broke as shit, so no, he can't hang Clutch on my stick, I stay with that thang Got a few bricks, straight cocaine If you want smoke, then you can have it If you want dope, then you can have it White hoe doin' coke, we livin' lavish I'm in LA, kickin' with a bad bitch (Yeah, bitch yeah) I used to have Dracs' stuffed up in the mattress (Yeah, bitch yeah) Now I'll smoke by the pound, boy I know they mad, bitch (Yeah) She get on my nerves, calling me an addict (Yeah) I like bad bitches and fast whips (Yeah) Run off off with a pack, you can get yo' ass whooped (Yeah) I'm startin' to sober up, [?] (Yeah, yeah) I'ma hit up the plug, I don't feel no pain In the Trackhawk, switchin' lanes Tryna get high as hell, I'm mixing strains I'll send him to hell if he reach for my chain I'm fuckin' this bitch, I don't know her name He broke as shit, so no, he can't hang Clutch on my stick, I stay with that thang Got a few bricks, straight cocaine Give me a brick and I move that bitch Diamond dancing, do a hulahoop, bitch She say we fucked, I'm like "Who is this bitch?" I ride 'round with at least two of them sticks She shaking ass and that bitch movin' that shit She ain't get in the back but she cute as shit Watch me bag that hoe, shit, I'm cupid bitch It's a stick up, they get to movin' quick Yeah I like bad bitches with a bag I like bad hoes with some ass I like good drank with some gas, yeah I like getting high, I like getting cash Like damn, that bitch fine when she in my bed It's only nine, and I'm popping the X, yeah I'ma hit up the plug, I don't feel no pain In the Trackhawk, switchin' lanes Tryna get high as hell, I'm mixing strains I'll send him to hell if he reach for my chain I'm fuckin' this bitch, I don't know her name He broke as shit, so no, he can't hang Clutch on my stick, I stay with that thang Got a few bricks, straight cocaine