Scripts

Woah, yeah, yeah, c'mon, yeah

Uh-huh, woah

It be like yeah, It be like yeah, okay

(Cmon! Contact)

We in the hills, okay (James Shut The Fuck Up)

Back on them pills, okay

I be like "Fuck this shit", hop out the Wraith

My **** loose screw, he love Drac's

Hop out the whip, then we flippin' that bitch

I can't stop 'em from sprayin'

We in the hills in Tarzana

Fuckin' that bitch off a pill, like "Oh, yeah" (C'mon, c'mon)

Hop in that bit', then we sprayin'

.762 made that lil' **** dip

Walked in with that K and he trip

We finna get more scripts, lil' bro don't trip

I'm gettin' money I did it again, If I fuck her she gon' want it again

Walked in with that K and he trip, we finna get more scripts, lil' bro don't trip (Lil' bro don't trip)

(C'mon, c'mon, we finna-, we finna, yeah)

We finna get more scripts, lil' bro don't trip

.762 made that lil' **** dip

We don't rock Chrome, no more (No more)

Can't keep my chrome, no more (No more)

I'm on a script pill, I'm feelin' slo-mo, I'm high than a rocket (High than a rocket, yeah)

I had to cut off the drank, it fuck with my pockets (It fuck with my pockets, yeah)

This bit' said I'm fake whole time she a model (Whole time she a model, yeah)

Used to pour 4's up out a lean bottle

My Dre' prob' wonder why I don't call him

I'm on a Percocet feelin' too nauseous but I keep tellin' myself I'm fallin' (Falling, yeah)

Cmon, cmon, yeah

We on–

We on Oxy', and Benzo'

Them Xan's, yeah

We finna get more scripts, lil' bro don't trip

We in the hills, okay

Back on them pills, okay

I be like "Fuck this shit", hop out the Wraith

My **** loose screw, he love Drac's

Hop out the whip, then we flippin' that bitch

I can't stop 'em from sprayin'

We in the hills in Tarzana

Fuckin' that bitch off a pill, like "Oh yeah" (C'mon, c'mon)

I'm gettin' money I did it again, If I fuck her she gon' want it again

Walked in with that K and he trip, we finna get more scripts, lil' bro don't trip

Them Xans, yeah, c'mon

Whole time she a model, yeah

Out lean bottle

I'll call 'em, I'm nauseous (Damn them FTW **** bitches boy, I went to that video shoot)

I'm falling, yeah, c'mon

C'mon yeah, we on (Why them **** run? Soon as I pull up these **** pull up boy)

We on Oxy's and Benzo's (I ain' even, I ain' even up the fye)