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Sober People
1900Rugrat
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Yeah, this that coked-up music, I'm talmbout
Soul Train, Cracker Train, fuck you talmbout? Come here
Uh-uh, yeah, huh, uh, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, uh
Ain't need to love my life until you walked up in
Don't listen to e'rybody, they got they own opinion
Yellow diamonds on my wrist ju' like that ho was peein'
The way she creamin' on this mountain, I think this lil' ho skiin'
Get in her mouth, then I flipped on this ho over easy
They ain't wanna listen when I'm preachin', so I'm overspeakin'
My brother locked up far away, that why I'm overreachin'
High as hell, why I don't get along with sober people, huh
C'mon, huh, yeah, huh, booted up, booted up off too pills, bitch, I'm way too geeked, huh
The lil' shit can't take this, she say my shit feel like two meats
I'm in a K wit' a blick, I catch lil' Ray, I'ma spray at her teeth
Back in that mode, demons on my back, ain't pray in a week
Yeen a killer, yeen a bully, you like to prey on the weak
Glock'll do you like your auntie, give you a kiss on the cheek
Huh, took the wrong pill, feel like I've been sick for a week
Uh, huh, said, "I love you," I was lyin'
All that shit I told you, turned around and dropped the dime
Play with me one time, you can't double back now
All these ho played, bitch, when I was back down
Huh, all these ho played, bitch, when I was down bad
Now I got that sack, bitch, the quarterback down
Yeen feel no five Ps in one-pound bag
This shit ain't no gas, I got basil and glass
Huh, get groovy
Hm-hm-hm-hm, I don't smoke no Toosie
Haha, huh-huh, smokin' 3.5 with two G
Unky fucked up in the head, he put a crack in the looseleaf
Haha, let do it, bae, we can go make a movie
Cameras all up and through the crib, think I was workin' at Tubi
I just spent three rounds on two pills of pure bullshit
Huh, if I pop another pill, bitch, I'ma finna lose it
Don't be actin' clueless, bitch, know yeen stupid
We hopped out that Lexus so many times, we can't even move wit' it
That ho pussy way too good, had me out in two minute
Bow your head, fold yo' hands when you eat your food wit' me
I'm still with my old hos, I don't like meetin' new women
Custos all out on the poles like the food finished
Comin' down off a X pill, now my mood finished
E'rybody geeked, bitch, me, three, and toe glitchin'