[Hook]
Fuck that
8 doobies to the face
Fuck that
12 bottles in the case
Nigga, fuck that
2 pills and a half, wait
Nigga, fuck that
Got a high tolerance
When your age don’t exist
[Verse 1]
Man, I swear
My nigga trippin off that shit again
Pick him up, then I set him in
Cold water, then I order someone to bring him vicodin
Hope to take the pain away
From the feeling that he feel today
You know when you part of section 80
And you feeling like no one can relate
Cause you are, you are
A loner, loner
Marijuana, endorphins
Make you stronger, stronger
I’m in the house party trippin off
My generation sippin cough syrup like its water
Never no pancakes in the kitchen
Man, no wonder our lives is caught up
In the daily superstition
That the word is bout to end
Who gives a fuck? we never do listen
Unless it comes with an 808
A melody and some hoes
Playstation and some drank
Technology bumping Soul
Looking around and all I see
Is a big crowd, that’s product of me
wonder
where
whatever
walked
verse
unless
understood
trippin
today
tolerance
bottles
house
generation
syrup
endorphins
double
deuce
because
superstition
drank
again
blinds
exist
always
herself
feeling
black
drink
around
lights
apartment
caught
bridge
party
bring
relate
order
jumbotron
comes
grabbed
water
between
gives
close
stood
vicodin
light
daily
closed
cough
later
screen
crazy
dream
melody
start
limit
shine
listen
pound
looked
nigga
looking
marijuana
president
rebel
might
crack
babies
relax
product
neighbors
drown
never
cause
nothing
enough
relatives
outro
label
sprite
pancakes
lives
pardon
section
pills
playstation
police
lines
probably
reside
kitchen
doobies
crowd
loner
purple
really
swear
relevant
shrooms
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