Too Many
I can't feel nothing
Weed help me feel nothing
I love it
Weed n liquor only thing in my stomach
I spike my own drink myself I drug it
I love it
I get the chills when I pop too many O's
I pop two pills I can run thru plenty hoes
Stacking up on bills where did all my money go
Stacking up them Ms make it rain when it's sunny hoe
Pint n pill my medicine
Too many pills n I'm heaven sent
Leave my fam wit the Benjamin's
In the closet you find my skeletons
In 3 months I'm irrelevant
Before I go fill her up wit specimen
Told her raise a gentlemen
Raise a thug who intimate
When I pop a bean I lose all my feeling
If I pop too many beans I end up past the ceiling
I like poppin xans but I don't do no stealing
I'm the plug n custo I do the taking n the dealing
If I pop perc I'm never gonna finish
These rounds aint count I ain't buss it's a scrimmage
Told throw that ass back like something vintage
She want another serving of me she need to replenish
The xannies got me floating
The perkys got me floating
The weed it got me going
The drugs they got me slowing
I can't feel nothing
Weed help me feel nothing
I love it
Weed n liquor only thing in my stomach
I spike my own drink myself I drug it
I love it
I get the chills when I pop too many O's
I pop two pills I can run thru plenty hoes
Stacking up on bills where did all my money go
Stacking up them Ms make it rain when it's sunny hoe
Weed help me feel nothing
I love it
Weed n liquor only thing in my stomach
I spike my own drink myself I drug it
I love it
I get the chills when I pop too many O's
I pop two pills I can run thru plenty hoes
Stacking up on bills where did all my money go
Stacking up them Ms make it rain when it's sunny hoe
Pint n pill my medicine
Too many pills n I'm heaven sent
Leave my fam wit the Benjamin's
In the closet you find my skeletons
In 3 months I'm irrelevant
Before I go fill her up wit specimen
Told her raise a gentlemen
Raise a thug who intimate
When I pop a bean I lose all my feeling
If I pop too many beans I end up past the ceiling
I like poppin xans but I don't do no stealing
I'm the plug n custo I do the taking n the dealing
If I pop perc I'm never gonna finish
These rounds aint count I ain't buss it's a scrimmage
Told throw that ass back like something vintage
She want another serving of me she need to replenish
The xannies got me floating
The perkys got me floating
The weed it got me going
The drugs they got me slowing
I can't feel nothing
Weed help me feel nothing
I love it
Weed n liquor only thing in my stomach
I spike my own drink myself I drug it
I love it
I get the chills when I pop too many O's
I pop two pills I can run thru plenty hoes
Stacking up on bills where did all my money go
Stacking up them Ms make it rain when it's sunny hoe
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Writer(s): Emmanuel Glass
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