Lyrics
Two pills in and I get slow
In my head, no place to go
Felt that shit, don't let it show
Broke my heart, can't let you know
On my own, said I don't know
On my own, said I don't know
I Ain't even know you was cold
We been through the highs and lows
It ain't about money then why you gon hate?
I just took me a pill to the face
And I told that bitch, get out my way
And I told that bitch, yeah, I'm okay
And I'm poppin' the X every day
Bitch, I hop on the beat and I slayed
I'm finna hit that bitch with my AK
Run up the money, still pourin' the eight
Hoes finna hate on me, they know I'm great
You ain't from the hood, your shit got a gate
Go get you a job, pussy, that shit lame
I hop and I drop, pussy, game is game
Three on the clock, pussy, I got aim
Still on the block, pussy, I'm the same
Hoes on my cock, pussy on my name
Hoes on my neck, pussy on my chain
Close your legs, I just want your brain
When I'm poppin' these pills, I'm insane
Pocket watching, bitch stay in your lane
I got drip on my body like rain
They addicted to me like cocaine
In your bed, I'm leavin' a stain
Fuck me a hoe, I'm in love with the game
Two pills in and I get slow
In my head, no place to go
Felt that shit, don't let it show
Broke my heart, can't let you know
On my own, said I don't know
On my own, said I don't know
I Ain't even know you was cold
We been through the highs and lows
WRITERS
sawyer weinhold
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Sadness
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Sexual
