Rain drop
Drop top
Ask me when I'm working
And it's non-stop
Told myself I'll make it
If I'm really dedicated
With the payment of the music
I'ma pop off
Sipping on the liquor
Till she finally got her top off
Hopping from a cock
To a cock
Like hopscotch
Never had a love
That I could ever trust
But I stuff 4G's in the blunt
Like a hot spot
Oh
Yo that's succulent
Go suck my dick
While I'm huffing shit
And from the methane
I got a dead brain
It's like I'm taking acid
Cause I'm dropping hits
Yet I'm profiting
While I'm off my rocker
While you chock
Like your Papa Doca
I walk the walk
But I talk the lava
Cause I spit the flames
Like I'm Waka Flocka
I'm sick of all the feelings that I'm feeling as a human
Try'na find the meaning of the melody in music
Finally I found it but the remedy is useless
Cause I can't change the fact that I'm a nuisance
Proving to the haters that I'm moving up in the game
Fuck all the lames who are doing it for the fame
Puking upon your name
For doing it all the same
You claim that you're great
But you ain't got a brain
So you think out your ass, and you say you're the shit
While you're slamming your beer and you're taking a hit
Lately I feel like when I was a kid
Cause I ain't got no worries, just freedom to live
Make a bitch cry
Like the saddest movie
Then toss her off
Cause she's mad and moody
You couldn't kill me
If you had to shoot me
Cause I'm 17, but I'm bad and boujee