Wock Wit Red

[Intro]
(It's a Wayne beat)

[Verse]
I don't see me stop grindin' hard 'til I'm like seventy
The plug call, I text back discreet with just the letter B
Dove in the deep end at the age of seventeen
I've been drinkin' Hi-Tech red, you drinkin' heavy green
I quit sellin' dope and I picked up methamphetamine
You ever seen a fiend OD? It's a scary thing
I don't talk much, If I get mad, then you better leave
I knew I popped dog, I heard him yell, but I kept on squeezin'
When the ambulance pulled up, he was barely breathin'
I keep heat on me, I think I'm anemic
I just popped a Percocet, I don't think that I needed it
Pour some syrup in the Mountain Dew, it look like it's pee in it
Poured a deuce in the can pop, it look like a three in it
Mama beggin' me quit drinkin' lean I told her to quit the cigs
Been gettin' high for ten years straight, forgot how sober feel
Told my bitch it's over, she said, "You serious?" I said, "I'm so for real"
I don't give a fuck about your feelings, I ain't Dr. Phil
Told a bitch, "Stuff these pills for me so I know it's real"
Watch my white girl hit some coke out out a dollar bill
My nephew, he a hothead, he ain't got no chill
Eatin' lamb chops and macaroni, fuck a lobster tail
I'll do some shit with myself, I know he won't tell
How the fuck you smokin' exotic weed, but it ain't got no smell?
I just sold my fiend some ****, I forgot it fell
5 a.m., still drinkin' lean, I need to go to bed
I couldn't decide what I wanted to drink, I mixed Wock' with red
Pulled up on a bitch and I fucked, but I forgot the head
I'm the type of nigga to ask once, I am not gon' beg
Friday, I would've shot Deebo, I am not no Craig
I ain't beefin' with no nigga, all my opps dead
Bro went and bought a Hellcat and sold his drophead
Had a fade, then some bullshit, I had to grow dreads
I fuck with stone-cold killers, but they was blowheads
R.I.P. Jack Frost, I soaked the game up from an oldhead
I just got a pint of red from an oldhead
Fuck around and drunk the whole pint, fell on my forehead
Sneaky, I had poured a four of red in a Code Red
If a nigga disrespect, we shoot you in your forehead
Say somethin', nigga, shake somethin' if you ain't scared
If you fuck around and get popped, you better play dead
Make a bitch do what I say like Simon Says
Don't say nothin' if you hear me, just nod your head
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no money, I can't comprehend
Pulled up on a bitch, I ain't fucked, but got a lot of head
She got a little bit of booty but a lot of chest
We aim for the head when we shoot, you ain't gon' need that vest
Arms, shoulders, knees, and chest
Just got into an argument with my bitch, I ain't read the text
Fucked around and got caught cheating, I ain't delete the texts
Told a bitch, "When you give me head you gotta use your neck"
I just made a power play by the School of Deaf
They called me lost, I told 'em, "Make a right, then two more lefts"
Got into it with a dope fiend, he got suplexed
I'm touchin' pape' for real, you worried 'bout an IG blue check
I just met unc' for some pills right by Sussex
Now I'm like who next?
I just fronted auntie 'til the first, she gettin' two checks
I just took her boyfriend to the pharm', he gettin' two scripts
I was happy as hell when I seen them lil' blue pills
My face lit up, I seen a pint seal
Used to get the drank for sixty-five, that's my price still
A nigga want a feature, I'ma need like ten blue bills
I thought auntie quit smokin' dope, but she use still