I Can't Eat

I been up lately, I don't really sleep

Lil shawty off the coke, got her rolling my weed

So I pop Percs, too many, can't eat

If you need work, you can join the team

I got a bad b!tch rolling through the hood with me

And B got 30 in the Magazine

Said, I ain't tryna talk so why you talking to me?

Faded off the wock, I dropped a Xan in my lean

I'm rollin', I'm poppin xannies, like they some candy

I cannot love no thotties, ho understand me

I'm zooted, I'm fxcking snoozin', lean got me sleepy

High as fxck, I'm off the molly, I'm sipping Fiji

I can't fxck with no fake sh!t, love me or leave me

Do sh!t, I really move sh!t, they cannot see me

Or stop me, don't gotta prove sh!t, don't do no talking

Off it, she said I'm awful, I know I'm awful

Don't love me, don't gotta like me, just give me top now

No I do not wanna hear you talk, and you can stop now

Ho, you got me fxcked up if you think I give a fxck now

Juice, jugs, and fxcking money, all I give a fxck 'bout

I been up lately, I don't really sleep

Lil shawty off the coke, got her rolling my weed

So I pop Percs, too many, can't eat

If you need work, you can join the team

I got a bad b!tch rolling through the hood with me

And B got 30 in the Magazine

Said, I ain't tryna talk so why you talking to me?

Faded off the wock, I dropped a Xan in my lean

This pretty hate machine, she wit' me, yeah she love my gear

She only want me 'cause of my gear, but I don't really care

This pack as loud as Papa Roach, I blow it everywhere

I smoke 'til I condone, I gotta get there

All this codeine moved my bones, now I'm outchea

All we do is sin here, it ain't sincere

This loud wolf stay wit' the pack, yeah

It's still so hard to relax though

I pop maj just to get up off my ass

Yeah, I make the block look like Candyland

I don't want this sh!t to end

No, I don't want this sh!t to end here

I been up lately, I don't really sleep

Lil shawty off the coke, got her rolling my weed

So I pop Percs, too many, can't eat

If you need work, you can join the team

I got a bad b!tch rolling through the hood with me

And B got 30 in the Magazine

Said, I ain't tryna talk so why you talking to me?

Faded off the wock, I dropped a Xan in my lean