[Intro]
(Okay, KMoney)

[Chorus: GrindHard E & Rio Da Yung OG]
Let me catch my breath
I been talkin' to the doctor, he wanna check my health
I been smokin’ too much Cookie off the top shelf
I been drinkin' too much lean, shit, I need to belch
Just poured a four in one pop, this shit not gon' help
I got some real Platinum Cookie, I gotta use the scale
I got ’bows for thirty-two, but I only paid twelve
This shit ain't come from 'round the corner, I waited on the mail

[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
Damn, this dog strong as hell
I had to step on it so long, this shit turned pale
I have to sleep on this shit before I make a sale
I woke up on the couch next to my scale
I got an eight of Actavis, I'm finna make a twelve
I got a thousand Xanax that I made myself
If I take a loss on these pills, then I played myself
I was cold-hearted comin' up, I rasied myself
Hit the block like four times 'fore I make my sale
I caught E at the pharm' tryna snake my twelve
I thought he tried to cut me out, but he paid in pills
Young dog'll catch a body for a greasy meal
Or make me ’roak this bitch off for ’bout sixty pills
I'll go upside your head with this stainless steel
Tried to pistol-whip the n***a, I done shot myself
That ain’t no Cookie, 'cause it came off the bottom shelf
[Chorus: GrindHard E & Rio Da Yung OG]
Let me catch my breath
I been talkin' to the doctor, he wanna check my health
I been smokin' too much Cookie off the top shelf
I been drinkin’ too much lean, shit, I need to belch
Just poured a four in one pop, this shit not gon' help
I got some real Platinum Cookie, I gotta use the scale
I got 'bows for thirty-two, but I only paid twelve
This shit ain't come from 'round the corner, I waited on the mail

[Verse 2: GrindHard E]
Damn, I can't believe I waited on my sale
He had six hundred dollars and he had a twelve
He told me, "Meet me at the pharm'," he told me bring my scale
I told him he high as hell
I seen Ri at the pharm', he thought I snaked his sale
I told him I got a play, go back of that Taco Bell
I had this dog for too long, this shit almost fail
I hit this bitch so hard, she stood up and fell
Just gave this rap bitch a couple hundred just to check the mail
This Girl Scout so compressed, I had to check the scale
Cloth pockets fat as hell, they don't miss a meal
E and Rio had to stretch a n***a over sixty pills
My old lady caught me with some red, I was sick as hell
She said it ain't no more Act', that's when shit got real
My auntie got a bottle every month and she had sickle cell
All my clientele dyin' on me, they gettin' old as hell
[Outro: GrindHard E]
Let me catch my breath
I been talkin' to the doctor, he wanna check my health
I been smokin' too much Cookie off the top shelf