On Methazine

[Jacka] Kill yourself if you sell coke that never drain Three deep in the Nova getting high on methazine Remember selling cola, got rich, now I'm just a fiend All I did was keep it lit now I'm what the future bring All we need is soda, we pull up, I never drink no water When I first started sipping lean, pints was 80 dollars Same niggas used to laugh at me, now my drinking partners Now a sixteen is a band, but paper ain't a problem I'm getting dressed in Prada but I came from shaving product Three styrofoams, Heckler on is how we was brought up Fast shout to the d-boys who was never caught up The M.O.B. real, kill yourselves if you've never poured up [Hook] Fuck with me, let's talk some more Cause I know everything But it's hard to notice When I'm leant on methazine (x6) Damn this shit sweet, that's some sick I never sleep Niggas leant, Mom's asking "Fuck is that in your drink?" I said I don't know but it tastes like gold and got a hold of me You can't get a whole one? Well fuck it who got a 4 for me Cause I'ma pour it in a lil sprite bottle About to board another flight but I just got back from Chicago Out my mind the whole time, 12 hours straight to Malmo Bottle in my name, sipping lean wherever I go Powder with my gang, sniffing 'caine no matter what I do Back to the stink, sipping drink til the summer come Tell myself I'll put away the cup when the summer's gone Shit ridiculous, finna be Christmas and we still not done [Hook]