Pack it up pack it in, I got pink gin, I got pink skin when the gin sinks in, drinkin, plus I smoke on the ganja plants, yo, I move snow like an avalancheI'm on poppers, and I hang wit mobsters who pop toddlers, and cock gobblers who suck knobs like gobstoppers,Welcome to the candy shop, if you're randy get a handy with the candy floss, I catch stds like I'm Randy MossBut im more MLB, how about a double XL tee free wit my next double pressed LP,BlaaaaaaThis is word salad, how about some verb cabbage, add some herbs and served with nerve damage, pure magic, I spit a verse per tablet...and I'm on my third Xanax,A pill freak, I got the shit that killed Lil Peep, still creep ten deep in a jeep bouncin drill beats, spittin ill heat like Chief Keef in a three piece and a trilby,
I like what you did OPCoke coats my skin, they niggas think I'm a klansmanWhile these zyns and xannies fucking my glands like jannies brandishing a ban on an underageThat's all I got. I'm gonna cut off my cock