I got homies in the lot doin donuts

Young ones crazier than me yeah they bout to go nuts

The faded generation yeah we rep the forefront

Bad b**h nice ass yeah she actin foreign

I'm flirting for head baby not flirting for fun

You wanna feel what I'm feelin then baby pop one

It ain't molly its oxy hit me up if you want some

Yeah I keep some boxes you can call me the plug

The box says clonazepam I call it confidence

I'm on shit you couldn't fathom man, brave is all I get

And if I snort too much shit ye then its God protect

But ill keep popping broad day

Faded off this cocktail

Perc's got me creaking like a door hinge

Keep your nose dry we got some yola in the floor safe

I'm driving drunk 110 on the dash yeah I floored it

She took a shot and then bent right over to give me road head

Take a shot don't try to talk just keep your eyes closed

She said shed rather buy some coke than a Michael Kors

But if you want it we can turn this to a fight club

Got no Special K we got syrup and some white snow

I'm living half a life the other half I'm high

Getting faded for me never out of sight

I ain't stopping always filled with strife

I might find God just not the way I live my life

The box says oxycodone but I call it confidence

This shit make me nauseous but this is all I get

And if I pop too many pills then its God protect

No matter what the law say

Ill keep popping broad day

Perc's got me creaking like a door hinge

Keep your nose dry we got some yola in the floor safe

I'm driving drunk 110 on the dash yeah i floored it

She took a shot and then bent right over to give me

Road Head