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Sippin' on lean I fill up the tank

Laughin' so much on my way to the bank

Numbin' the pain with the codeine and drank

I never gave a fuck about a thing

Drugs turn me savage, made me a monster

Pull up in a Benz bitch I pull up in a Tucker

I’m so addicted I cannot go stop it

Run out of drugs I’m running out of options

Perc 45 with the JR’s

Spray your lil' block with the AR’s

Gettin' too high you can’t keep up

I’m so high I saw Jesus

All of these fuckers wanna be us

All of these fuckers tryna copy us

New foreign car with the angel dust

I’m still stuck in a maze

I know that it comes with a risk

Call the plug, he don’t miss

Roll a blunt and take a hit

Smokin' on OG and takin' these dabs

Smiling and taking how I lived in th past

Pouring up my pain in the glass

I’m in the space, I’m in tranc

I’m so high I can’t land

Give a fuck about your mens

Shit is fucking up my plans

Shit is messin' with my liver

Shit is messin' with my livin'

I cannot breathe I just jitter

Anxiety make me jitter

Hope this ain’t my last breath

Gotta watch out for the drugs, same how I watch for the feds

What’s next

I guess countin' up checks

X, leaves me perplexed

Like breezy no mess

This shit ain’t easy, no way

Hope we gon' be okay

Codeine with rose'

Double G with no spades

You left a gap with no space

Yeah

I can’t breathe

I can’t breathe

I can’t see

I can’t breathe

I can’t breathe

I can’t see

Sippin' on lean I fill up the tank

Laughin' so much on my way to the bank

Numbin' the pain with the codeine and drank

I never gave a fuck about a thing

Drugs turn me savage, made me a monster

Pull up in a Benz bitch I pull up in a Tucker

I’m so addicted I cannot go stop it

Run out of drugs I’m running out of options

Perc 45 with the JR’s

Spray your lil' block with the AR

Gettin' too high you can’t keep up

I’m so high I saw Jesus

Hey, hold' up

Bitch we gon' roll up

Takin' too much I might throw up

Give a fuck about your glow up

Blow up

That’s what we gon' do

You couldn’t guess what I go through, makin' these bands I’m in France with the

How I rap it, shit’s so smooth

Boutta flex on your whole crew

Yeah your squad, is a no crew

Sippin' lean, sippin' on screw

Smokin' weed, in the hotel room

I be so high like I’m on the moon

She wants to smoke weed, just come through

Pull up on me

She wanna the smoke weed, just come through

Pull up on me

ReMark