Dope Sick

I be pullin' up like what's up, just know I'm diligent High as fuck, but don't ask me about where my ceilin' went
Feeling isn't there, like my body must be concealin' it Not really in suspense, cause I usually buy the expensive shit
I just killed the beat Let's all just chill and remember it I be on the streets, where they'd all be denied a membership
I ain't movin' birds but they flyin' up out the gym and shit I fuck her like a thug and she say she don't miss your tenderness

Rubbin' on my dick like she want me to grant her a wish and Shit, I'm sideways on a Percocet, can't even feel the bitch
I really be ghostin' krack action what I be tryna find If it ain't bout my money, then really it's probably time to slide
Can't stop me from the top, thats an option I'ma get to see they Won't take it from me, that's my name and seat in history
Hungry for that shit, like the meth done made me forget to eat And I'll open you up like you came up under a Christmas tree

I just got this ego, probably way too big for me No Facebook, but the Twelve still be following like I'm interesting
I be stackin' dough, I should probably open a Krispy Kreeme Ghoulin' with my ghost and you ain't gonna catch me whisperin
Cruisin' up the coast, driving like fuck a limousine I'm in yo' bitch mouth, shawty started callin' me Listerine
I keep goin' hard, ain't no soft shit and ain't no in-between In bed, she call me daddy In public, she call me Mr.
Greene

But, y'all already know What's my motherfuckin' name
Pella da
Goat
Bitch