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okgutta - xans make me forget lyrics

[intro]
yeah, okgutta

[verse]
i just popped a quarter xan (yeah)
if i pop double of the xan, i forget where i am (yeah)
still in the five but my brain feels like i’m out in j+pan (the five)
i’m still in [?], baby boy, that’s who i am (the five)
i take the whole of this xanax and forget where i am (yeah)
i forgot where i am but never forgot who i am (never)
i’m a gangster, there’s high lows in this illegal fam
and there’s one thing about me, n+gga, i never ran (i never ran)
to this day, my gun has never jammed (never jammed)
even ducking on they faces, i let n+ggas slam (yeah)
i went to ducking on his face from close range, i was slammin’ (yeah)
i wore that trigger on them, all that n+gga heard was, “blam” (blam)
all he saw was the flash, my draco started spreading (yeah)
fl!ck of the headlights outside the beam, man, it look like lightnin’
when i saw this v12 motor, it sounds like thunder’s crashin’
my cup is bleeding purple blood, like i just k!lled a dragon (yeah)
my guts is filled with purple stuff, man, i’m a codeine dragon (blatt)
my blood’s filled up with purple runtz, one hit’s gon’ have you thrashin’ (bleh)
i’m seein’ double off that double cup, i’m almost blackin’ (yeah)
i’m falling asleep so i took a e, i’m triple stacking (yeah)
and then i popped two addies, ten milli’ and a twenty (bleh)
and then a perc’ five, boy, i call that sh+t a triple+decker
man, i’ve been getting lettuce, and cabbage, so much green in my pockets, they gettin’ flooded (yeah)
what’s happenin’?
i’m full on bussin’ with one hundred drugs (yeah), i’m trappin’
i hit his block up with two hundred slugs (blatt), no cappin’
i got three hundred different kind of drugs (yeah), come tap in
four hundred rounds disperse, two different guns (yeah), no lackin’
got over five hundred illegal guns (yeah), i’m packin’
look like you’re starin’ right up at the sun, my gun is flashin’ (blatt)
i roll the action but that i didn’t need the fashion (yeah)
this is high fashion (yeah)
just [?] with the raf, i got a [?] (yeah)
oh, yeah, i got to have it (yeah)
i put on [?] raf simons with givenchy, man, i gotta match it (yeah)
and there won’t be a problem (yeah), for me to do somethin’ in designer clothes so please don’t think i wouldn’t blast it (yeah)
yeah, [?], we the trendsetters
i’m big otb for life, my checks come in the fastest
i stay [?] vacuum sealed wrapped in plastic
express shippin’ on the pound so it don’t go through traffic (blatt)
i lay sh+t down, that’s why you shouldn’t come around me (yeah)
i got extended mags on every single gun around me (yeah)
tommy with the fifty+round drum, this b+tch got a titty (uh+huh)
i keep the [?] on every single one that comes around me (yeah)
yeah, i hit the road, this sh+t been gettin’ risky (yeah)
i know who with me, they’re the only ones i keep around me (for real)
yeah, high off the xan, i’m tryna walk, i’m slippin’ (yeah)
just one more line of codeine syrup and i will be drowning (yeah)
one more oxycodone, my head will be poundin’
my head is f+cking [?], [kush?] poppin’ just like the mountains
yeah, i’m sippin’ dirty muddy water, even if you want to hit off of this cup, i wouldn’t let you try it
yeah, i took a xanny and a busch light (yeah)
yeah, that’s the epitome of sh+t+baggin’
yeah, he almost died on his way to the spittle
they had to rework all his organs, boy, i sh+t+bagged him, yeah
that’s the equivalent of goin’ master
i touched one hundred in my hood, boy, i went double platinum
i lay some sh+t down in the bed with training seven magnum
lay him up with that nina [?], that b+tch freaky, nasty
man, that’s my ghetto ratchet
this b+tch get ghetto nasty
i’m double+ratchet nasty
i cut his limb off with that b+tch, look like i swung a hatchet
[?] flashes, man, i just cl!cked and cl!cked and cl!cked until i seen brain matter
[outro]
yeah, okgutta
class five so designated

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