AAAK - Promethazine Lyrics

I'm tryna kill over a disagreement, man I went through my auntie's pill cabinet, I was on some fein shit
Bro got some deadly bullets in the chop, he got them green tips
Bitch got me stressed the f*ck out, I just faced a filter tip
It was the whole pack, he said you wanna pop out on the party, then where the hoes at
I caught this bitch going through my closet, where are my clothes at
Said I'll catch your ass cheating again, then I'ma burn the rest
Tried to call me a sick ass dog, I think I need a vest
I can't wait til the first of the month hit, I'm tryna see the check
Distrokid knew I ran it up, I miss my lil deuce 5, but that bitch kept jamming up
It's 4am, I'm in the trap house, how the f*ck would I leave my Mercedes at the crack house
They gone part it out, why the f*ck these niggas care about me and my whereabouts
I still don't understand it
You should see the way these niggas set me up, you would think they planned it
I had to get this lil bitch out my phone, she was on some fan shit
Kill a nigga, tie him up, and dump him in the river
This nigga get drunk every single day, I think he need a liver
My doctor said I pour too much lean, I think I need a kidney
Why these bitches popping out to the party with pink Whitney
This nigga get on my single last nerve, are you tryna tempt me
I got sick as f*ck, I drunk too much, Promethazine
This nigga said he got some pints in, it better not be green
I ain't never tried it nigga, & I ain't buying none
This nigga will never pop shit, why do you got a gun
Oh, I forgot, just to flex in front of some hoes with it
I'm finna touch down the bag, you already know I'm plotting some bows with it
I'm finna walk up to her, and ask if this hoes with it
Ain't no room for you to be doing all this shit
Get the f*ck out of the kitchen
AAAK, nigga