#nosleep

[Chorus: 800pts]
(Uh-uh)
Pour Tose' like potion
Benzos, molly, dissociatives, opiates
I ain't sleep in three days, withdrawals got me fucked over
If the cops ask me what I witnessed, not for Jehovah (Uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
All this Balenci'
Look like I robbed a Balenci'
But I be rockin' skinny clothes, so this shit don't fit me (Huh)
Oxy' gon' kill me
Xanny release me
I might hit a syrup pack, get Tose' from Italy (Woah-woah-woah)

[Verse 1: 800pts]
On the X, it hit me, got bad juju uh-huh, hah (Woah-woah-woah)
I got custom 800 voodoo doll (Pff-pff-pff)
Huh, why your bitch wanna play with the voodoo dolls? (Dolls-dolls-dolls)
Phew, I put molly on her champagne, Rick Ross, huh (I didn't represent no man)
What, you wan' go with me?
You wan' go with me? (Hah)
Got a machete in my skinnies, I fear nobody
Some people talkin' on my name? Oh, it's just nobodies (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
My twin got a stick dug in the ground, it got some old bodies (Bodies-bodies-bodies)

[Chorus: 800pts]
(Uh-uh)
Pour Tose' like potion
Benzos, molly, dissociatives, opiates
I ain't sleep in three days, withdrawals got me fucked over
If the cops ask me what witnessed, not for Jehovah (Uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
All this Balenci'
Look like I robbed a Balenci'
But I be rockin' skinny clothes, so this shit don't fit me (Huh)
Oxy' gon' kill me
Xanny release me
I might hit a syrup pack, get Tose' from Italy (Woah-woah-woah)

[Verse 2: okayomni]
(Woo) Woah, geeked up, I'm from a [?]
I'm fucked up off benzos, this ain't a regular Xan'
My plug, he straight from the cartel, he be traffickin' drugs across the border
Nigga, these pills came straight from Mexico
I'm fuckin' this bitch, but I love when she givin' me head
She give me throat like a goat
[?] I go and cuff a ratchet ho
Right before I ever cuff a bitch, my percent [?]
Sip the Tose', already mixed up with Quagen
'Cause I poured up all the Wock' and Tris'
Someday I'll get my hands on these millions
[?] I'm goin' to miss it
'Fore I was ever gettin' fried [?], been had two fucked up kidneys (Shouldn't need to tell you)
You can call me addict or a junkie
I don't care nigga, nah, 'cause I probably got drugs up in me, nah, nigga (Ahh, yeah-ah, yeah-yeah-yeah)

[Chorus: 800pts]
(Uh-uh)
Pour Tose' like potion
Benzos, molly, dissociatives, opiates
I ain't sleep in three days, withdrawals got me fucked over
If the cops ask me what witnessed, not for Jehovah (Uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
All this Balenci'
Look like I robbed a Balenci'
But I be rockin' skinny clothes, so this shit don't fit me (Huh)
Oxy' gon' kill me
Xanny release me
I might hit a syrup pack, get Tose' from Italy (Woah-woah-woah)