Lyrics: Quinn Siegrist
Music: Quinn Siegrist
doin drugs too much
but it brings me joy
call the plug too much
but he still my boy
bouta fill my cup
til it fills my void
bouta fill my lungs
wit some real loud noise
doin drugs too much
but it brings me joy
call the plug too much
but he still my boy
bouta fill my cup
til it fills my void
bouta fill my lungs
wit some real loud noise
doin drugs too much
but it brings me joy
call the plug too much
but he still my boy
bouta fill my cup
til it fills my void
bouta fill my lungs
wit some real loud noise
smoke loud til the room smoked out
blow clouds til my tomb holed out
they wanna know how
i can live with no doubts
brodie tucked the pole down
just in case it go south
(rrrah)
these mfs got me pissed off
hit the blunt and lift off
quick to cut a bitch off
yeah
then i celebrate again
she was pushin more buttons
than a elevator man oh
she was tryna pull strings
like a banjo
she was tryna fold kings
play ur hand ho
too hot
they could never hold a candle
2 shots
out the 30 like i'm randle
she a mess
imma drop her like a anvil (bye!)
too distressed
imma find another damsel
just another vice
i got ample
call the pack splice
told her come and get a sample
yeah
doin drugs too much
but it brings me joy
call the plug too much
but he still my boy
bouta fill my cup
til it fills my void
bouta fill my lungs
wit some real loud noise
doin drugs too much
but it brings me joy
call the plug too much
but he still my boy
bouta fill my cup
til it fills my void
bouta fill my lungs
wit some real loud noise