“Demon Of Addiction”
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Ay, man, I still got some Ac’, man, from 2012
Stunt, motherfucker, stunt
Left wrist, right wrist, Rollie on the right wrist
Bullets like cancer, you don’t wanna fight this
Diamonds in the ear biting hard, Mike Tyson
Louis [?] you ain’t rocking shit like us
You’re just a regular day, I’m ’bout pick up the pace
I might not bust it right open, might let it sit in the case
We bury drink in the walls, I got some Ac’ in the safe
You niggas do me a favor, go play with something that’s safe
One in my bitch bag and one on her waist
You can come get your bitch back, we done with her face
Only come for a big bag, I pop out a race
Secure me three to four bags that’s my first meal of the day
I had to fill up the tank, we stopped for gas in the Bay
We act a fool with that money but you ain’t have it to play
I been having that drink, yeah, I been having my way
If you ain’t having no money you shouldn’t have nothing to say
I got Perc, I got pinks, I got blues, I got yellows
I got la-la-la rolled up like Carmelo
I be gone out my mind, eyes red like the Devil
And I’m pissing out wock (Pissing-pissing out wock)
I got Perc, I got pinks, I got blues, I got yellows
I got la-la-la rolled up like Carmelo
I be gone out my mind, eyes red like the Devil
And I’m pissing out wock (Pissing-pissing out wock)
Drinking codeine like it’s H₂O
Busting in her throat, that’s birth control
In this rap game Juicy J been running circles
If the doctor pricked my finger, bitch, I’d probably bleed purple
That’s that drank, wanna leave that shit alone but I can’t, and I ain’t
Ain’t but one place I belong, that’s the motherfuckin’ bank
If ain’t about no paper that’s a motherfuckin’ prank
Out here beefing over pussy, that’s a motherfuckin’ shame
Shame on you niggas
I’m a OG, I’m just tryna drop some game on you niggas
I’m just rolling up that cookie, my white homies call it pot
I get faded ’round the clock, I got my Glock
I got my wock, I got my…
I got Perc, I got pinks, I got blues, I got yellows
I got la-la-la rolled up like Carmelo
I be gone out my mind, eyes red like the Devil
And I’m pissing out wock (Pissing-pissing out wock)
I got Perc, I got pinks, I got blues, I got yellows
I got la-la-la rolled up like Carmelo
I be gone out my mind, eyes red like the Devil
And I’m pissing out wock (Pissing-pissing out wock)
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