SuperDry.

Percocets for my dinner
I'm a lifetime member
Of the constant conscious club
You niggas only pretenders
Sometimes still move my sacks to pay my late fee rent
Never have to hit a church to tell someone repent
Super godly but fuck with me I'll leave ya super holy
Now ya ass is a ghost better act like ya know it
SuperDry Super wet with a bitch just like Kobe
Matt Barnes what they told me back then and you know it
Comic Books and Mac 10s I done cut off most of my friends
Eating with them fine woman friends you know where I begin
Piccollo in my thrax
I don't smoke no wax
Lil cunt you know I been fucking with on the hunt

Percocet's I don't do that no more
I'm talking Adder-all's I don't do no more
I don't need no drugs to get my extra flow
And get my, my energy you know
Infinite Intelligence it got my inner division
Everything I been splitting with atoms and we giving
We given from God
You be looking super odd
That's why we don't fuck with you up on the boulevard
Them bitches ghost
Them bitches know that you be super lame I got duper dames
(Gasp)
Nigga lil asthma thing I be running trains on all these babes
Don't act like you don't even know tho'
I take ya bitch to the hotel, she act just like a Hoe tho' you know fasho
Ohh



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Writer(s): Taylor Porter
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