Pills

Why these haters on my dick? When I smoke you know I'm lit

You see this ice up on my wrist Bitch bad, so I gave her a kid

I ain't playing, you a trip Bring that ass back, kiss you on your lip

Oh, know I put it in her face yeah, I just came up off the bench yeah

Why you acting like you big, yeah? You can't fuck with a big dog, Now I'm running with some grills, yeah

Yeah, I'm running with the grills Now I'm faded off the pills

Running my check and I'm running it back I don't give a fuck cause you know I make stacks

Whipping it fast and I'm in the Maybach Why are you talking, boy, I know you slack

Speaking my mind and I'm speaking these facts Rapping my shit and I'm sounding like Jack

Spending all this money and I'm spending all my time