Prescriptions

Wop, aye, lil' stupid ass... bitch
On baby, I should pop this other pill
Right now (Wop, wop, wop, wop)

I had a scale, trade that bitch for a glizzy
It came with 17, traded that bitch for 50
Bored on the porch, jumped off, got busy
Ran away to rob niggas, know my Momma miss me
I'm sorry, It took too long to come I had to go and get it
Name came up in a murder, changed cities
Dropping shit in silence, you a talkin' ass nigga
Mind ya' business, only thing I'm out here poppin' is prescriptions

You gotta work for it, bitch I ain't thirsty, hold on
Driving drunk, hit a tree, it almost murked me
Somebody need to send another lesson, I ain't learning
Tryna fuck this lil' bitch soon as I meet her, I don't earn shit
Known for having 50's poking out, but this ain't currency
Bitch, you see glizzy emerge, it's an emergency
His light shine bright, I'm tryna turn his shit burgundy
Steady tryna cuddle up and kiss, this bitch irking me
Can't be my woman, I don't care how cute the hoe is
I miss backpage, in the telly counting roses
Pointing cannon at the crowd, they ain't even posing
Tried to stick it through the zipper,
Bitch sucked me out my clothing, hold on
You can't do it like that, you gotta slurp more
It's been a minute, bust and blew that bitch shirt off
If I can't fuck you in yo' ass then I get turned off
Smiling in my face, give me a month, I'll wipe that smirk off

I had a scale, trade that bitch for a glizzy
It came with 17, traded that bitch for 50
Bored on the porch, jumped off, got busy
Ran away to rob niggas. know my Momma miss me
I'm sorry, It took too long to come I had to go and get it
Name came up in a murder, changed cities
Dropping shit in silence, you a talkin' ass nigga
Mind ya' business, only thing I'm out here poppin' is prescriptions

I'm finna pop a couple more 'cause I don't feel it
Now i'm trippin', pull up, hop out, shoot a nigga like i'm Gilla
Still fuckin' sleeping on me, knock his face through the pillow
First I only heard the voices, now I think them niggas in here
Known for havin' hoes, don't say shit to me
Bitch i'm finna fuck yo' friend, go watch a movie
Finna make this hoe mad as fuck she brung her coochie
If it ain't done in yo' ass, don't wanna do it
Plain sex turn me off, bitch you tryna suck a noodle
Mood swing, drop her off, she looking stupid
Pills got me biting down, bitch I ain't chewing
Treat the pole like a commode, I'm finna use it
Beat the wood like you mad it touched yo' booty, hold on
Don't want my balls licked, it hurt when you do it
Can't snatch my soul, last hoe beat you to it
Put niggas on T.V., but not like Gilla do it

I had a scale, trade that bitch for a glizzy
It came with 17, traded that bitch for 50
Bored on the porch, jumped off, got busy
Ran away to rob niggas. know my Momma miss me
I'm sorry, It took too long to come I had to go and get it
Name came up in a murder, changed cities
Dropping shit in silence, you a talkin' ass nigga
Mind ya' business, only thing I'm out here poppin' is prescriptions



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Writer(s): Cedric Mcclain
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