P.A.W.

Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up (XOXOXO) Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up Pills, 'hol, and weed, la-la-la Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up I done got turnt up Henny cups and purple got me burnt up Might spill a cup, and not floor of this foreign done got soaked up And I'm fresher, I'm pressure Say, "DJ, it's whatever" (it's whatever) And I just run this bitch again and see who done, not jiggin' 'bout it (not jiggin' 'bout it) Worked for every dollar that steady pilin', guess that's why they talkin' I done came in with my burner, go to trippin', I get 'em off me Like beam, bam, back to back, wе hittin' hard, don't do no movin' I'm just turnin' up, man is up there like a jittеr Club rollin', buckin' hard in a crowd with my woadie In my zone, leave me 'lone, I been floatin' Smokin' purp' every day in a foreign, in a foreign This pressure pack might make you wanna jig from side to side Say DJ rough, they buckin' hard in here 'til they get tired Got his dawg pullin' his clothes, he in control just like he blind Goin' duffy with the bros from wall to wall, he lost his mind Club rollin', buckin' hard in a crowd with my woadie In my zone, leave me 'lone, I been floatin' Smokin' purp' every day in a foreign, in a foreign (club rollin') Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up (club rollin') Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up (I got the club rollin') Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up (I got the club rollin') Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up For every dollar that steady pilin', guess that's why they talkin' I done came in with my burner, go to trippin', I get 'em off me Like beam, bam, back to back, we hittin' hard, don't do no movin' I'm just turnin' up, man is up there like a jitter And I ain't gon' even lie, I remember starvin' on plenty days I ain't gon' even lie, 'member mixin' codeine with my Minute Maid (wocky) I ain't gon' even lie, 'member clutchin' burners, give my dot a fade (dot a fade) And I'm the sickest in the city, but anyway (club rollin') Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up (club rollin') Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up (I got the club rollin') Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up (I got the club rollin') Pills, alcohol, and weed, get 'em turnt up (Khris James, what the fuck?) (Jordxn produced this)