I can't have no feelings let the drink take me over

Wonder where I'm posted bitch I'm posted with my soldiers

Down on 7th Street serving fiends they're never sober

Bitch we drinking lean come and lean up on my shoulder

I got problems I can't solve em, I got bitches I don't want em

More money more problems, more bitches more drama

Sometimes I ask myself: "Why do commas come with karma?"

All I wanted was the wealth and I put that on my momma

I'm a loose screw, thought you knew, good drank that big blue

I flip one, I flip two, a fresh pack the drugs new

Fresh pack the drugs new (fresh pack the drugs new)

I can't have no feelings let the drink take me over

Wonder where I'm posted, bitch I'm posted with my soldiers

Down on 7th Street, serving fiends they're never sober

Bitch we drinking lean come and lean up on my shoulder

I can't have no feelings let the drink take me over

Wonder where I'm posted, bitch I'm posted with my soldiers

Down on 7th Street, serving fiends they're never sober

Bitch we drinking lean come and lean up on my shoulder

See some family I came running right back

Your girl keep texting me I might just pipe that

She doing coke lines off my iPad

I barely sleep that glockie on the nightstand (on the nightstand)

Aye that glockie on my nightstand (on my nightstand)

Aye that glockie on my nightstand (on my nightstand)

Aye that glockie on my nightstand (on my nightstand)

Aye that glockie on my nightstand (on my nightstand)