[Pre-Chorus]
I got another little bag on the nightstand
Got a bit ground up in my hand
Roll it up, spark it and sit back
Imma make it to the top if I can

[Chorus]
She say she care and that it's just her love
Baby I'm no fun without a bit of my bud
Wipe that frown, it's barely nothing at all, yeah
She looks down when I call my plug

[Verse]
She don't wanna talk 'cause she'll start a fight
'Cause she know I'm right, do you know I'm right?
She don't wanna talk when he hit my line
I'll grab a fiddy bag now and cop some lean for my sprite

Want me in the limelight? Well you got it
I'm popping what I got and cryin' with alcoholics
All I wanted in my life I cop it
But I got a problem and ain't nothin' ever gon' stop it, ey

I got another little bag on the nightstand
Got a bit ground up in my hand
Roll it up, spark it and sit back
Imma make it to the top if I can
And she said that it's killing me
The amphetamines
That are laced in my palm
After every swing they took at me
Now they fuck with me
So I'm sure that I'm grand

Don't you worry about me
I'm with my posse smokin' green
2001 sip lean on beat
Yung Dy1ng fucked up on ketamine
We got hoes in the back
I can make 'em scream
And it don't matter where I am
I got somewhere to be
I ain't fuckin' with a wannabe that just wanna geek
If I wanna be a wannabe I wanna be me, ey

[Pre-Chorus]
I got another little bag on the nightstand
Got a bit ground up in my hand
Roll it up, spark it and sit back
Imma make it to the top if I can

[Chorus]
She say she care and that it's just her love
Baby I'm no fun without a bit of my bud
Wipe that frown, it's barely nothing at all, yeah
She looks down when I call my plug