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Too much promethazine that I be sipping
I been losing my mind, been tripping, I can’t trust these bitches
I don’t even know what’s going on but I know I’m getting richer
And I ain’t even been back home and I don’t know when I’ma get there

I brought a brand new home, it’s been two months and I ain’t even slept in it
I work all day, I don’t go out, I don’t even need no section
If you put me next to all these rap niggas, you know I’m the freshest
And I tell niggas to send my rack-a’s, I’m trying to collect the extras

Pointers all on my necklace, pointers all on my new bitch
I touchdown back in Atlanta, lil’ shawty, she looking like new new
Niggas still pushing they old whips, me, I come through and pull up in new new
Niggas still rocking that old shit, yeah, I come through and I’m popping that new new
Nigga still watching my own moves, this a new season, lil’ nigga, no Hulu
I’m the top floor boss, I walk in, who me? Nah, nigga, who you?

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Dark ass shades, can’t see through them
I’m pouring up Sprite, tryna see it through
You losing it, dog, what you doing?
Put it on, piss ’em off, that’s how you do it

Too much promethazine that I be sipping
I been losing my mind, been tripping, I can’t trust these bitches
I don’t even know what’s going on but I know I’m getting richer
And I ain’t even been back home and I don’t know when I’ma get there

I brought a brand new home, it’s been two months and I ain’t even slept in it
I work all day, I don’t go out, I don’t even need no section
If you put me next to all these rap niggas, you know I’m the freshest
And I tell niggas to send my rack-a’s, I’m trying to collect the extras

And I promise her head the bestest, my white ho look like Ke$ha
I count all red 50s, ketchup, if you try me you’ll learn you a lesson
Swap her out, I’m going to the next one, swap them out, I’m on to the next shit
They walk in, I walk out the exit, pussy dead, scratched it off my schedule
Pouring red at the red lights, purple wok, I got purple heart
I’m a soilder, bitch, I done lived a hundred lives but I’m alright
And you know me, nah, I keep it bool, shawty, and I stay high
Everything I do is super new and I don’t even try

With the clothes I threw on today, I think that I could fly
On medication, heavenly sedated, touching the sky
It’s a no, or even maybe, baby, why not try?
I’ll see you later, maybe tomorrow, baby, got to count this guap

Too much promethazine that I be sipping
I been losing my mind, been tripping, I can’t trust these bitches
I don’t even know what’s going on but I know I’m getting richer
And I ain’t even been back home and I don’t know when I’ma get there

I brought a brand new home, it’s been two months and I ain’t even slept in it
I work all day, I don’t go out, I don’t even need no section
If you put me next to all these rap niggas, you know I’m the freshest
And I tell niggas to send my rack-a’s, I’m trying to collect the extras

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