Painkillers

Think i need some painkillers
The weed don't get me high enough
We be ridin two poles deep and got a rifle tucked
Seen em at the show, he caught a glance
Now his face stuck
If his bitch in the whip, you know she got her face fucked
Lace-up, nigga wanna hoop but aint never scored
Bitch walkin all them damn miles, but aint never whored
Nigga sellin all them damn lines, but aint never poured
Brother caught em at tha store, next time nigga pull his cord

Take em out the game, like a bad coach
Broke bitches roaming round sac, like is that bag coach?
My bitch stay with a louie V
Poled up like its two of me
Them niggas got away once
Next time you cant run from team

I was not there on that skit you better pray im not
I be conversatin with tha cuzzo like the sig or glock?
He be tryna calm a nigga down like lil bro you hot
Ian tryna hear a word he say like is it good or not

Good work, i dont wanna talk if you aint coppin
I might set the play, i wont pass the rock, i aint stockton
Im the shooter type, i pack out arenas like im gilbert
You the nerd type, nigga imma call you hilbert
You be laid up with the bitch all day and she do not pay
I will never lay with a bitch and she will still pay
Andale, baby being that check i need it right now
Nigga wanna talk about smoke put dont got pipes how?

Think i need some painkillers, weed don't get me high enough
We be ridin two poles deep and got a rifle tucked
Seen em at the show, he caught a glance
Now his face stuck
If his bitch in the whip, you know she got her face fucked
Lace-up, nigga wanna hoop but aint never scored
Bitch walkin all them damn miles, but aint never whored
Nigga sellin all them damn lines, but aint never poured
Brother caught em at tha store, next time nigga pull his cord

Cookie in my lungs got me feeling like a monster
Big hoes you gotta cram, if she little imma toss her
You aint shootin and yo team weak, you need a new roster
Bring a goofy round some snakes, guarantee its gon cost ya

Shit, i learned my lesson
I wont rock with em again the fact he lived is a blessing
I aint testing, not yo teacher nor the reverend, you confessing?
Im a king you a peasant, niggas scary got em tellin

I try not to talk, to much, cause everybody do
Stay tucked, in that coupe, unless you finna shoot
Everybody, sell dreams, that's why i never do
Always kept it real from the jump, you can ask a few
Got a few more that can vouch, they gon go for me
Yo lazy ass, up on the couch, till you bout forty
Bro crazy ass, quick to shoot, he got a new forty
He play with drums, like toys, i think he got honry

Think i need some painkillers, weed don't get me high enough
We be ridin two poles deep and got a rifle tucked
Seen em at the show, he caught a glance
Now his face stuck
If his bitch in the whip, you know she got her face fucked
Lace-up, nigga wanna hoop but aint never scored
Bitch walkin all them damn miles, but aint never whored
Nigga sellin all them damn lines, but aint never poured
Brother caught em at tha store, next time nigga pull his cord