40z and Fake Friends

[Verse 1]
Where is the dro? Fuck on yo bitch and we fuck on the low
Fuck on the bed then we fuck on the floor
Bitch where the drugs you know I want more, I need a 40 I’ll go to the store I need some thrax I need me some smokes
I need some tris I need to pour like Dj screw this track gon get slowed
I need bitches from my past to come back now
I got all this fucking weight on my back now
Everybody wanna come and smoke my thrax now
Everybody wanna be with iindykash now
Tryna come around like I’m yo fucking cash cow,you smiling hard like I won’t leave you with a damn frown they just wanna pop a bean with me and go downtown, I’m putting weed inside my fucking black and mild now (black and mild yuh)

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[Verse 2]
Staying up all night, I can’t feel a fucking thing
Hard for me to dream bitch I can’t even fucking think
My eyes so fucking red I can barely even blink
It’s coke inside my nails and lips,it’s blood all in the sink(damn)
Hard for me to fucking go with this hoe
Hard for to fucking cope with this cold
She fucked up my heart and she left me alone, these bitches they come and they cum and they go I need me some lean I need me some dro, I need to get high I hate feeling low you copping you drip all for the low,I’m rocking my shit right out the store
Everybody wanna be my friend ion feel shit anymore,bout to pour and pour hoes wanna fuck around I’ll OD on the floor