I almost had to write this sh#t down I f#cking, keep f#cking up I’m so leaned I keep saying the wrong shit…
I’m fresher than cleaning spray, lavender, Glen20
Laundry clean, fresh fruit, and the can cracking
I ain’t no f#cking peewee
I ain’t no mini me this b#tch wanna be mini me then she will miss me
She can go ahead and diss me
No ID, McLovin
No IV, still junkie
Speedball like Pat Cummins
b#tch I don’t owe you nothing
Backseat boy got me frontin’
Grilling me hot like an oven
With my fine girl doing lunches
On like six drugs in public
Yeah, I’m Austin Powers
More like Harry Powers
Yeah, my Giorgio trousers
Covered in Charlie powder
Hittin’ like Rocky I’m hitting the stores that pushing the good cotton
Give you a caution, let’s get to popping
Do the robbing, every so often
Bobbing bobbing, yeah she slobbing, gobbing
Codeine my toxin… codeine my temptress
Too much love makes me nauseous
I got fear of those warrants
I be riding the currents
Opiates in my stomach
Smoking kush in abundance
It’s so dirty I love it
Mix promethazine in drugs
Yeah I feel like I’m a scientist…
I’m toxic like cyanide baby…
I don’t seem to dry your eyes lately..
I got psychedelic’s and they making be brazy
I’m feeling wavy, like outta spacey
Codeine my toxin… codeine my temptress
Yeah, I ain’t no mini me this b#tch wanna be mini me then she will miss me
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