Opium (feat. Babyface Ray)

Fuck you mean, ****?

Yeah (Face, what up?)

I told her, "Fuck me in the Benz since you got it"

My boy got the best lamb chop since Erotic

Camo fuck hat, fuck ****, yeah, I'm 'bout it

I told 'em I can't post in the hood because I'm poppin'

Pistol totin', lean drinkin' heathen, ****, I ain't stoppin'

Hood bitch, white crackheads, Gucci stockings

Come here, bitch, spit in her mouth, yeah, I'm toxic

All in the mall, no security, fuck

I heard he brung it all out, boy, that ain't enough

You know I can't be servin' where it's at, I'm in a rush

****' hoes chillin' where I trap because it's plush

Count up 50K in all twenties, made her blush

Huh, ****, hush

You fucked her, but I fucked her first, **** dumb

Yeah, Caesar Palace, did some shoppin'

Yeah, I sold a, at Prime and Proper

Yeah, hood ****, but I promise I'm a doctor

****, what you need? You know I got you

Whoa, trappin' out my **** mansion, trippin', I wasn't thinkin'

Drunk a pint with Face, back to the trap, we pledge allegiance

70K for one brick, what he sellin'? You better not tell 'em

I be fuckin' with the dog, I feel like Vick, come get a falcon

****, that's a bird, I feel like Larry, I retired

Motherfuck you and you, put Forgis on my tires

I'm a slave in the trap, my chain on, my whip outside

Change my situation, now I get paid to come outside

Fuck that Call of Duty music, keep the trap alive

Free that **** Peezy, Runtz got me wheezin'

I'm in Four Seasons, keep me if you need me

After I up that fire, keep that shit alive

Drunk a ten to the face, it feel like I can fly

Memphis to the D, real **** back in style

Pickin' up backends, I just watch the money pile, yeah

And my new connect the only number that I dial