Bought a pint of Trish and this shit taste like
Bought a pint of Trish and this shit taste like dragon fruit
This 50 cal ah open dog up like a hula hoop
Bitch, it's gun voodoo, it's gon' mute you
Gotta hit my granny house, I got a pint, in the kitchen cabinet
Said you need what? For a pint? Oh yeah, you taxin
Free my dog Lindo out that jam, he shoot like the Mavericks
Alright
Yolo f*cked up, off the lean, he got me laughin
R.I.P. my nigga Savage
Alright
Yeah
And my brudda he a tweak, if he want it, he gon' have it
Man, f*ck this XD, I got somethin' automatic
But when it come to that, Ion even like to talk
I'm just gon' f*ck around and blast him, blasphemous rappin
I might get some lean, I'ma serve it to a addict
Give his ass some green and you know I'm finna tax him
I remember eighth grade, poppin' pills
Make da day go faster, they say kid
You ain't gettin' younger, time ain't movin' backwards
I ain't ever sober, she say I'm a hazard
Nd I might pop dis 10, it's a pink, baby yeah
And your friend lookin' nice, I'ma have to take her home
Zone, baby, I know that you ain't from the four
I'm sayin' rest in peace, the city, it ain't nothin
But a whole lotta soul
This shit creepin' on me, I can never trust nobody on that road
Lil' bro only 14, he got a couple poles
Bitches on my IG and they stalkin' every post
But baby, don't you leave me, I don't wanna be alone
I'm too turnt in this bitch and I'm sippin' red
Dragon fruit flavor in my cup, got me dead
Drag bro across the table, heard he talkin' on the net
Tell lil' girlie I'm unstable, I keep mixin' all these meds
Bought a pint of Trish and this shit taste like
Bought a pint of Trish and this shit taste like dragon fruit
This 50-cali open dog up like a hula hoop
Bitch, it's gum voodoo