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overdose

Shit, niggas got me higher than a motherfucker off up in here, man

Damn, the fuck y'all get this weed from?

Motherfucker overdose or some shit off this shit, Goddamn

Check this shit out though

Now pussy player haters say that I'm too raw with it

But y'all thinkin' 'cause I be talkin' shit

Them hoes say that nigga cold as hell

Fuck what the punks are talkin 'bout

I wanna get up with that big ballin' bitch

Plus niggas feelin' what I'm on as well

Plus got my mind in the zone

The one that's rocking fresh pelle pel's

Tru to the shine on his bone

Somebody beatin' up the block on fresh rider rims

If it's me, hell, you can tell by the design on the chrome

Crying on the phone, hoe thinkin' I'm in love with her

'Cause she took me shoppin' and had me tryin' on cologne

So I left her on the line with the tone

Got up with this other bitch

Brought no weed cause she fine off her own

So hurry with the Phillie bitch, I'm really sick

Off of some illy shit

Here go a rusty razor blade but still it split

And fill it with the killer shit so I can really trip

It's like the bud was tailor made for milli-clips

And mac-10's, I lit the bead from the back end

Straight to the chest and it got me sprung

My lungs started collapsing, shit nigga what's happenin'?

The sess got me trippin' off the drums and guns, ready for action

Duck a swang or either other thang

Try to be tougher and bang and scuff and hang

Suffer pain left deranged then youse a bogus m'uhfucker, mayn

System be struck a vein, I'm too strange

For m'uhfuckers to compete with

I'm on some infrared heat shit

With a deep clique, what I eat, sleep, shit

Well, if it's a freak bitch, she can suck a sweet dick

Till she's seasick blockin' niggas out like an eclipse

When smokin' them devils put your hands together

Like you know the host

'Cause ain't no nigga that can resist the words from the twist'

Leavin' niggas comatose from my overdose

I done put the fuel on it, take a pull on it

We overdosin' on weed and sendin' all y'all off into a thang

Kill off all enemies while makin' G's, catch you off on your knees

And snatchin' fees now that I'm up in this game

I done put the fuel on it, take a pull on it

We overdosin' on weed and sendin' all y'all off into a thang

Kill off all enemies while makin' G's, catch you off on your knees

Niggas rollin' me beads just so they can hang

Can you figure out the cause and effect?

Niggas comin' on your set

Thugs comin' out they drawers with a tec

Victim bleedin' from the neck

Shirts is getting wet, shorties yellin' threats

Lookin' for the one who called for the deck

Now they airin' out the hall in the spot

Hitting stomachs leavin' niggas pinched up

Bodies balled in a knot

Bullet holes in the wall from a glock

Searchin' for the one who called in the shots

Hypes crawlin' for rocks

Goin' all in the socks of the recently deceased

From what was released

From the chrome beast to the dome piece

Visions in my mind bein' increased by inner beef

And some grief but when I chief on some strong leaf

I'm snappin' hard enough to make a nigga try to check his own chief

Violate him but can't annihilate him

Pickin' up his own teeth and it's on with the microphone deep

Stimulate him with pistols penetrate him

Nerves still droppin' 'cause adrenaline pumpin' is a m'uhfucker

Hit him with the steel bloodsuckers

Murdered by bud lovers and I was makin' sure

Every one of you hoe studs suck us

And I bullshit you not if it was full clips, two glocks

You would still die or you'll get too hot

'Cause when my fuel kick you'll drop

Hypes is trickin' on you

Tell me where he at bitch and you'll get two rocks

'Cause when my tool click you'll pop

Can't have this hype nigga stop shit, I'm hazardous

Makin' musical miracles like I'm Jesus of Nazareth

Yet disastrous, smokin' on halves and hash, fuck if it's cancerous

Bust ass to the beat 'cause I mastered this

It's hard to breathe, I'm bustin' like an A-bomb

'Cause I'm in the zone, twenty-two a cold shit up my sleeve

It's hard to stay calm

Thinkin' about the bitches that i've finna bone

Hittin' my enemies and competition up with lethal flows

That's damagin', flows that's callous and we're leavin'

Thick ladies frantic and people in the industry panickin'

I thought we got in this to get out of pistol handlin'

Now it's possible m'uhfuckers could start vanishin'

Fuck the Anacin I be toking plenty and stankin' from stress

And flowin' over notes, them studs thinkin' they can get close

I know I got you trippin' off the shit

A nigga said off a overdose

I done put the fuel on it, take a pull on it

We overdosin' on weed and sendin' all y'all off into a thang

Kill off all enemies while makin G's, catch you off on your knees

And snatchin' fees now that I'm up in this game

I done put the fuel on it, take a pull on it

We overdosin' on weed and sendin' all y'all off into a thang

Kill off all enemies while makin' G's, catch you off on your knees

Niggas rollin' me beads just so they can hang

C'mon and toke on a dub with me, I love cities with parties

That's full of bitches where they let me rub titties

Be able to pack a snub with me, in case we get in some static

And gotta start leakin' blood from stud skinnies

So don't ask if it's the bud in me, because for some reason

I smoke on some weed and get too wicked and raw

It can't be nickel or soft, way it's chokin' me

Potency'll have me rockin' mics

And givin' your bitch dick in the jaw, I'm hookin the law

You're lookin' in awe, took what you saw

Got the B's pen and pad out the bottom drawer

Then got to bitin' and formulatin' some shit you called your own

But take it to the rehab, 'cause you got a flaw

To put it simple you ain't cold enough

Trippin' out like you can't control the stuff

Lackin' rhythm like you known to bust

In a different zone from us

You niggas need to sit the fuck down

Get a swisher and roll this up

If you think I'm speakin' too bold, whassup?

I ain't even on no hoe shit, plus the mob is so thick

I'm the type of nigga you should wanna get up close to

And take a smoke with

If there's static then check yo' clique, my mind is so sick

I be tweakin' with speakin' releasin' energy to show I know the ropes

'Cause when it comes to this rap shit

Niggas will choke till I'm ghost

While I breath reefer smoke from my overdose

Try to put me to the test, gimme some budda bless

I'll show you who the best, release the vocal trilogy

Aight God damn slow it up mayn

M'uhfuckers done felt you mayn

We can go on to some next shit

God damn, man, you stoppin' motherfuckers and shit

Man I'm tryin' to get my zone on

Let niggas hear what the fuck I'm doin' man

I mean you done zoned man

Let's go to the next cut, baby

Man, fuck that shit

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