SMOKING/DRINKING

(album: DRAIN THE SWAMP - 2018)

(Heal)
Heal

[SMOKING]

Everybody want it all the time okay?
Please don't hit me you are not my slime, okay!?
Ain't really with the grime, no way
Taint my vision with my mind okay!
Yes sir!
11 in my dresser!
A stressor
Could make me less a jester
And make me more a clown
Tore it down
That bitch dropped my blunt in my drink
And I'm sure I tore that whore on the sink

More cunts that a college
More pussy than a vet
Fore front of the knowledge
That will lead us to our death
Breath
On my neck
Just a sec nigga
Heck witcha
Wreck figures
You is a success
Lick a bet nigga
Do not fret
Grip a tech
Bigger head
Bigger bullets
Chucking lead, I leave him full it
When I pull it
Chopping up his bangs I make a mullet
His esophagus is coughing cause he talking through his gullet

Imma dark mon
Dark mon
Imma dark mon
Carton with your face on it
Race sonic
Darkie had to face chronic
Til he far gone
Big gas like argon
All these mother fuckers suck
They tend to get the art wrong
Spark bong
Hit a miiiilky rip
She got siiiilky lips
She a filthy bitch
Twerk twerk twerk
I got nasty raps
And I'm blasting caps at you
Bastard hats
Work work work
Shirt white like dust
And my pipe don't rust
In this life you should trust
That it hurt, hurt
Shirt tan like crust
And my pipe won't bust
Think I drank too much
It don't work work
Shirt yellow like puss
Earnie better not fuss
Or I'll buss at his cousin named
Burt burt
Shirt red like lust
No feds no busting
Me for my drugs
That work...

[DRINKING]

I hear
Ahhhhhhh
Nigga talking
Pistol poppin

Momma
I been drinking
Sorry
Commas dwindling
And I been thinking hardly
Ahhhhhhh
I been getting older
Sleeping on the floor
And shit has set in colder

Gooooo
Eat a fungus bitch
Schedule 1 swallow a humongous risk
Tisk
Father would be pissed
Fuck you bitches I wish you knew what you missed
Bliss
I ain't bitching no mo
All these niggas switching
Ditching all you mo mos
Yo glock dick spit at niggas
Homo
I shoot bitches
Pussy yelling, oh no
Slow mo
When I'm walking
Nigga wanna run up I let him
And then I rock him sock em
Robot
Nigga tryna rob he got no pot
So, what
Han solo aiming but he know not
Greedo
Shoot him in his speedo
Faggot
Bi nigga cause I keep a second
Ratchet
Bye nigga throw the fade but can you
Catch it
High witcha but only if you can
Match it
Snatch it
If it laying around
Fuck mrs (bleep)
Teacher (teach her) lay in the ground
Your
Speaker playing my sound
I'm talking at you while I smile like a clown

Momma
I been drinking
Sorry
Commas dwindling and I been
Thinking hardly
Ahhhhhhh
I been getting older
Sleeping on the floor
And shit has set in colder

Spin like a revolver
Nigga wanna problem I got, it
Walking proper
Pop a copper
Slop hopper
I'm only here for the head hoessss
Top dropper
I'm here to hide from the feds brooooos