Yuhhh
Ice on my neck got the blood feelin’ spicy
Drivin’ down the road, cannot see flip the high beams
Red ‘n’ puffy eyes double cup with the Visine
And I might just overdose ‘cuz it feels very likely
Yuhhh
Damn what I do, got the devil tellin’ truths
I got voices in my head tellin’ me I’m getting used
I got drugs up in my brain and my mental ain’t the same
I’d rather lose my f#ckin’ mind before I ever switch a lane
Get shook
[Ha ha
Don’t think about it, get shook
[Ha ha
X4
[Ha ha
Don’t think about it, get shook
[Ha ha
X4
Yeeeaaah
Beat up on a b#tch, man I feel like Johnny Cage [yuh
Bring em to thе Cecil, right down at skid row lane [yuh
Got his arm and a needle [yuh
Takin’ dosеs e’ry day [yuh
Got his veins lookin’ see-through as he’s passin’ to the grave [yuh]
If you think I give a f#ck, that’s ‘cuz I f#ckin’ don’t [don’t
Press me if you want, I’ll just end up on death row [row
And my brain just held me hostage, that’s why I’m on the low [low
And I’ll play dead like a possum, I just do it for the show [show]
Get shook
[Ha ha
Don’t think about it, get shook
[Ha ha
X4
[Ha ha
Don’t think about it, get shook
[Ha ha
X4
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