summrs - oxycodone 2 lyrics
[intro]
(it’s surreal gang lil b+tch)
d+mn the piece hit again, yeah
d+mn the piece hit again
d+mn the piece hit again, yeah (slayworld soulja)
d+mn the piece hit again
d+mn the piece hit again, yeah
d+mn the piece hit again
d+mn the piece hit again, yeah
[verse]
oxycontin got me breathin’
still slidin’ with my demons
countin’ twenty bands up in the rover
got an ak with a f+cking knife on it
if it hit your ass its over
b+tch i’m in my f+cking cup [?]
i just ran out of oxy
tell jozizzy bring the drugs over
keep the stick just like a taliban
flip fifty racks to a hunnid bands
beefin’ with us you a stupid man
i gotta run up my loot again
spent fifteen hunnid on louis lens
she love the way that my diamonds hit
bought a whole pint with some counterfeit
tell me you love me don’t lie again
after i f+cked her, i told her i love her on oxy, the b+tch still believed it
give the green light my n+gga to take off your head, you’re dead, my n+gga’s a demon
seven hunnid horsepower truck, put the windows up, don’t give no f+cks
in the srt [?] put the benzo up
my b+tch too bad, and she got her an ass that’s too fat, i bought the cartier
countin’ thirty bands in ten minutes, and i couldn’t breathe, had me a rack attack
told her if we finna f+ck and your p+ssy stick, i’ma leave, and i ain’t comin’ back
my n+gga rollin za up in the bentley truck in a leaf like he a lumberjack
rented a lambo’ truck, in miami heat, goin’ top speed
got taxed three+fifty a line for the wock’, i told my n+gga to [?]
that stupid n+gga talkin’ ’bout wifin’ that ho up, and i got her on her knees
stupid ass n+gga know it’s a hit when i got lil’ kankan on the beat
stupid ass b+tch know i got money when i walk in the party with double cs
stupid ass b+tch got me f+cked up, she know she gon’ f+ck when her friend leaves
the only reason i was being nice to that lil’ b+tch ’cause i was off oxy’
my n+gga came with his glock, if you act up, b+tch we gon’ shoot this spot up
two years ago she ain’t wanna f+ck, now she see these diamonds, now she tryna holla
yeah we can be cool but as soon as you ask for sum’, can’t get a dollar
it ain’t my fault, yo’ b+tch shoulda don’t dm me, that’s your problem
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