We Love Prescription - Bass Santana, Kid Trunks

Call me capital finesser

Hit a bitch up and I flex

Baby, I am not impressed

Flip that booty out the dress

I was moving while you slept

I could teach you how to chef

Talk to god, I’m in the flesh

I got Buddha on my neck

Got prescription for depression

Got that 40 for protection

That machete send a message when a nigga try to step in

Got prescription for depression

Got a 40 for protection

All my life I been the type of nigga that don’t fuck with niggas

Mama beat my black ass so much you couldn’t touch a nigga

Circle smaller than a tight pussy better watch who with ya

Where I’m from we ain’t smoking swishers but we drink and switch ya

Hold the liquor for the bitch afraid to hit the spliff and find a little bliss

I just made a couple hits, they fucking with the that blew up like a

I just gave her a lil dick, she moaning like them other niggas never hit

Moving with a little voodoo, beat the case and skip the country on the quick

Yes I got the 40 to your motherfucking skull

And I got my and that shit cold

100,000 bitches wanna fuck right now

Why the fuck they wanna talk about me?

They ain’t never wanna talk about me

Now they wanna fucking talk about me

Smack a bitch she acting funny

If a nigga wanna touch me I swear he’ll bleed

If a nigga wanna laugh at me I swear he’ll see

Laughing to the vank, burning like my fucking weed

And I got my double vup filled with fucking lean

Call me capital finesser

Hit a bitch up and I flex

Baby, I am not impressed

Flip that booty out the dress

I was moving while you slept

I could teach you how to chef

Talk to god, I’m in the flesh

I got Buddha on my neck

Got prescription for depression

Got that 40 for protection

That machete send a message when a nigga try to step in