Lyrics

(Lucid, am I dreaming?)
I'm on the top floor, smokin' on dope
Feelin like two in this bitch im alone
Rockin' it all white, feel like the Pope
Fuck on this bitch, I'm feelin' her throat
Tellin her, "Bitch, don't choke"
'Boutta relapse on the Percs, ya dig
I'm in the place where you can't get in
This is the batgang, fuck what they sayin
Die my hair blonde like I go Super Saiyan
Got me' designer hoe, her name Tam
Keep on talking you get clammed
Let the fuckin' chopper sprayem
Multiple percs in my body, ya dig
I don' get why you keep hatin', ya dig, ah
Got me a bad bitch who look like a model
Alikazam put the whip right in throttle, ah
You and your folks could get slaughterеd, ah
That bitch is so hoe, how your daughter? ah
She keep callin' me right her father
Shit too funny, yeah I laugh
How you hate and you broke, yeah, I wonder
I'm on the top floor, smokin' on dope
Feelin like two in this bitch im alone
Rockin' it all white, feel like the Pope
Fuck on this bitch, I'm feelin' her throat
Tellin her, "Bitch, don't choke"
'Boutta relapse on the Percs, ya dig
I'm in the spot where you can't get in
Oh yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah
Let's go
Written by: Arya Atooni, David Shkutsko, Miras Narken
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