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I'm with Fo' Fever hollers, you know what it is I'm talkin'
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
Pills and tequila, that my starter pack
Now throw it back, throw it back like a quarterback (quarterback)
I take pills and tequila, that my starter pack
Now throw it back, throw it back like a quarterback (quarterback)
My dog on that heroin
I just fucked a redbone (I just fucked a redbone)
That pussy fire (that pussy fire)
Can't even lie, shit, I think she got my head gone (head gone)
That Anna get your mind right
Niggas do some pussy shit to get up in that limelight (limelight)
Keep it real, it don't cost too much
I would tell you 'bout your bitch, but you talk too much (yeah)
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
Pills and tequila, that my starter pack
Now throw it back, throw it back like a quarterback (quarterback)
I take pills and tequila, that my starter pack
Now throw it back, throw it back like a quarterback (quarterback)
You know my jaws locked up
I'm buckin' to the ceiling, free my dog locked up, yeah
You know my jaws locked up
I'm buckin' to the ceiling, free my dog locked up
I can't tell you why these niggas hatin'
Shit, you can find me in that ragged, I'm a gear later, yeah
I can't tell you why these niggas hatin' (why they hatin')
Shit, you can find me in that ragged, I'm a gear later
My bitch know she pressure, my clique 'bout whatever
My neighbors think I'm special, I'm on another level
My bitch know she pressure, my clique 'bout whatever
My neighbors think I'm special, I'm on another level
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
I'm wiggin' on them pills
Pills and tequila, that my starter pack
Now throw it back, throw it back like a quarterback
I take pills and tequila, that my starter pack
Now throw it back, throw it back like a quarterback
Man, free C, free Keith, free Mike, man
Free Danielle, R.I.P. Jack, R.I.P. Damon Collins, man, fuck
We out here
Wiggin' on them pills all motherfuckin' year, you heard?
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