PickMeUp Lyrics

Need a pick me up, give me shot, uh, of adrenaline

Uh, I know hell is hot bitches trying to get me caught

Uh, letting Jesus rot hanging from the fucking cross

Sauce from his blood give me sight to the future

But you know now that the sight is lost

Upper ranking demon I'm a fiend and I can't get off of the dope

Only hope is dangling by the rope

Hope lost, get me so crossed that I exhaust all the

Dopamine left in my brain frost

Look at all the pain that I have caused

Pause, imma break the jaw

'Cause my dick is too large I'mma get charged for the semen that I discharge

Oh my god

'Cause I need a pick me up give me shot of the heroin

Uh, I'mma mix this up find me passed out by the liquor store

Scabs on my knees, can I please have my keys?

I've been fine in the past and I swerve on the streets

And I'm hopefully and emotionally over all of these drugs you see 'cause that the will is weak

And love is strong bitch they're killing me

'Cause I need a pick me, give me shot, uh, of adrenaline

Uh, I know hell is hot bitches trying to get me caught

Uh letting Jesus rot hanging from the fucking cross

Sauce from his blood give me sight to the future

But you know that the sight is now lost

Upper ranking demon I'm a fiend and I can't get off of the dope

Only hope is dangling by the rope

Hope lost, get me so crossed that I exhaust all the dopamine let my brain frost

Look at all the pain that I have caused

Pause, i'mma break the jaw

'Cause my dick is too large i'mma get charged for the semen that I discharge

Oh god

Oh my god we go again

My medicine need dope again

These frozen winds

Hold knowing sins

The river flows and over spills

You're lying through your teeth apparently these racks me nothing to you

But they mean to me the fucking world the only reason that

I let my heartbeat free and if you take that then you watch yourself

Get blown in leads of three

A constant breeze, a burst of energy

That Brought you to your knees and then I stand over your body

With the shotty you say please

But I'm a zombie constant drowsy

So I'm sleeping on my feet and if I say I'm fucking hungry

Then you know I'm gonna eat

We hit the corner store with blacked out Ford's

Were walking down the Corridor with racks that lead to foreign cars

The choppers sing like Bruno mars just play the beat it's going hard

I want to live in mansions going hard in Florida

With booty broads with zero flaws

She grab my dick like handle bars and ride that shit no barriers

Just amateurs who really think they stand with us

But tricks are for the children this real like shit with angel dust

Who came with us I'm throwing up see three of stuff my life is tough

I'll open up from bloody cuts that show my my guts

I'm waking up I saw the devil in my dreams with Perc and Molly

Tossing up Mortua shit we fuck your bitch raised from the ditch but

Well equipped and when I meet you with that stick you better prey I end it quick