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[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Fivio Foreign]
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill
Don't ask, I don't know how to chill
Niggas is dyin' for keepin' it real
I ain't scared to go drillin', I know how it feel (I did)
He catch a body, I'm payin' his bills
She a baddie, she paintin' her nails (I won)
2018, I was playin' the field
Don't none of these niggas you say I'ma kill (B***h)
Off drugs, I'm gettin' hungry
I took a Perc and it give me the munchies (Munchies)
No sleep, I'm feelin' grumpy
**** up my time and I'm way out the country
I'm a dub, I'm pullin' dumpy
She fell in love, shorty is clumsy
I tell G, "Come and give me a punchy"
Gun in my pocket, got me feelin' comfy
I'm the first nigga go in a Deli
I'm the first nigga call b*****s wetty (Wetty)
None of these niggas don't give me no credit
But one of these niggas gon' give me some bready
I tell shorty, "Come give me the necky"
Try to leave her but she didn't let me
If you tatted my name then you sexy
Mix the Percocet with the Pepsi
[Chorus: Fivio Foreign]
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, huh, get deady
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, get deady
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, uh, get deady
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, get deady
[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
Perky bussin', I'm itchin' my skin
Do not think I ain't good, 'cause I am not alright (Am not alright)
Like okay, who tryna cyph'? (Who tryna cyph'?)
Who tryna smoke on a body tonight (Body)
Like yo, Fiv', throw five
Push up on me, think he tryna die (He tryna die)
Move on my doley, I don't need a— (Don't need a—)
Move on my doley, I don't need a [?]
Stop, stop, I'm tryna ****
She got the jat, with a tat on her butt (That way)
Pop a Perc', It's unlimited rump
Thoot on my body, she wanna get drunk (Say she wanna get lit)
Took a bean with saliva
I got Sheik, I do not need a driver (Driver)
Like, three G's in the back of the Charger
Jah-Jah Woo, up that fire (Jah Woo)
Yo, Kush, come out
If I can't get him doley, just throw at the crowd (Okay)
He, he tried to party, got sent to the clouds
And if I missed a shot, then I'm bendin' around (What the ****?)
Push up, push up on me, I'm gunnin' him down
Pistol bullets is barkin' (Grrah, grrah), grrah, I'm in love with the sound
[Chorus: Fivio Foreign]
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, huh, get deady
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, get deady
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, uh, get deady
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, get deady
[Verse 3: TaTa]
Fivi' said mix the perky with Pepsi
Well, I'm in the cut mixin' Wocky with Sprite
I might shoot at his feet, make a nigga get light (Boom)
Why would you come to the gunfight with a knife? (Grrah, boom)
She let me **** [?] ask his wife
'Cause I got a b***h, he only get one night
Like, opps in the party but I got my— (Boom)
Like, opps in the party but I got my pipe (Grrah, boom)
Since she dissin' she got me pissed off
Why these opp niggas doin' my d**k for?
He was dissin', that's what he got hit for
B***h I'm the Ripp, so I'm droppin' the pitchfork
B***h I'm with fivi with two German b*****s
It's crazy as ****, we met em' at the deli
And you know she got wap, no fetty
2-2 guns in my bag, that shit heavy
I'm at the table, takin' niggas plate
When I back out my knocka, niggas meet they fate
Thooties all on my d**k, I tell em "It's too late"
And I make [?] we go on dates
And I let this knocka take 'em on a date
Red dot, I'm aimin' for his face
B***h on my body, like give me some space
If he step outta line, we put him in his place, b***h
[Verse 4: Jenn Carter]
Choppas are singin' like it was a opera (Opera)
If he run, put the beam on his partner
B***h, if it's five in the game I'm a starter
She on my d**k, she wanna be Mrs. Carter
He want static, bullets gon' spark him (Grrah, grrah)
B***h, I can't go nowhere without my armor (Armor)
Move with a army, got different artillery (Grrah, grrah)
My diamonds is dancin', It's goin' retarded
Yo Fivi, like what? Tell them we really have [?]
B***h, I get bready, I get to the fetty (Fetty)
If he lookin' for beef, we gon' aim for his belly (B***h)
Like, I'm with TaTa he came with a— (Came with a—, came with a—)
Like, I'm with TaTa he came with a knocka
Like I bet, I'm opp spotter
He tried to push up, we put him in—
[Chorus: Fivio Foreign]
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, huh, get deady
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, get deady
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, uh, get deady
Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, get deady
专辑信息
1.Who Knew
2.No Love
3.Trauma
4.Could It Be
5.Same 24
6.Get Deady
7.Waiting
8.The Best
9.Pain Pressure
10.Clutch