Wake Up The Dead

[Verse]
I know you wanna get high
But I can't get high with you baby
Yeah, I know you wanna do lines
But these lines that I got, they for sale babe
Walked in with too much sauce
Get out my face go call your boss
Bitch OD'd it ain't my fault
It's hot in this bitch cut the heater off
Catch a stain throw bleach on em
Glock gon dance to the beat on em
Left down right up, cheat on em
She want me pull out ooo skeet on her
Walk in that bitch put my feet on it
Bitch brand new no crease on it
Who let Slitherman in the party
Who let Slitherman do that molly
Who let Slitherman in the party
Don't talk to Slitherman you don't want molly
Bitch on the float tryna spin on hеr head
Dope so good it'll wake up thе dead
Unc on the floor tryna spin on his head
Aunty went Lil Wayne lost her dreads
I know you wan' get high but it won't be on my tab
This shit right here too strong, slow it don't do it too fast
I know she want free coke but it won't be on my tab
Walk in that bitch got grams for fifty
Walk in that bitch 1.2 a hundred
Step in that bitch with Percocet 10s
Step in that bitch might sell a syringe
Unc fell on the floor can't stand up
Dope nod got a bitch sleep standup
Hit the trap thirty days, ran up
Fall the fuck back get your grams up
I know you wanna get high but it won't be on my tab bitch
I know you wanna do lines but it won't be on my tab bitch
Bitch wanna do more lines
She don't like that ten minute high shit
I know you wanna get high but it won't be on my tab bitch
I know you want free shots but it won't be on my tab bitch
Bust a bitch in the head with a pint
Bust a bitch in the head with a fifth
Bust a bitch in the head with a shot glass
Bust a bitch in the head with a gallon
Coke got aunty looking [?]
Aunty on the coke dying, fuck salad
Walk in the kitchen, beat it with a mallet
Dope too strong knock off a bitch balance
Who the fuck called the ambulance we don't need em
Unc on the floor, but he still breathing
Who the fuck called the ambulance we don't need em
Aunty chest hurt she coughing up bleeding
Who the fuck called the ambulance we don't need em
Bitch, you gon need Jesus
Unc got high, said he gon' quit
Told unc to his face you a goddamn liar
Bitch called my phone talking bout she detoxing
Bitch you a goddamn liar
I told myself imma quit Henny
Shit... I lied
Aunty got outta rehab, first day
That bitch got high
My heart racing, I'm bout to die
Don't touch me bitch I'm high
Bitch I'm higher than high can be
I'm higher than unc, unc higher than me
I'm higher than Jesus in fronto leafs
I'm higher than Whitney laying in the tub
Slitherman higher than Mac Miller
Get high and tat rest in peace Mac Miller
Get high and just tat my face
Get high and tat my elbow
My bitch got tattoos on her face too
My bitch get high like me
Walked in the house, I was high as hell
But that bitch higher than me
Told my bitch don't go hiding drugs
That's what Rihanna probably did to Chris Brown
Bitch, don't hide your drugs
Kick the bathroom door off the fucking hinges