Pain Killerz

I can know I'm runnin' late, I still won't check the time

Trenches days, my stomach used to ache just so my neck could shine

Hit her DM, she say, "Fly me out," I told her, "Never mind"

Reason I can fuck his bitch, I told her better lies

We was really servin' fentanyl, Kevin Federline

Swear to God I miss my dawgs, if I could press rewind

I'm like LeBron, when I ball, I'm in a better prime

I'm out here in the field, standin' tall, shots from his weapons flyin' (808 Mafia, bitch)

What's your gang? Throw up your flag, 40 bang, we on yo' ass

Shoppin' spree all through Rodeo, spent 10K just on one tag

Foenem steppin' in designer, 'Miri jeans, Chrome Heart match

Hot shit crease his top like liners, play with me, it's gon' go bad

Just a rich gangsta, technically ain't make it out the streets

Went through phases in this passion, think I finally reached my peak

Stool-pigeon-ass nigga, red beam tear off his beat

We'll put this shit right in your face, backdoors for when you sneak

Take vacations with my bae, when I love her, she a freak

I'm a stand-up-ass nigga, stick my chest out when I speak

Off them Perkies, he keep tryna tweak, he gon' slide for weeks

Fuck a mop, we bring them 30s out and, bitch, we tryna sweep

Painkillers like Excedrin, I'm high off medicine

If it's war, then, bitch, you better spin, we Chiraq veterans

Catch him with this bitch, this Nina hit his ho like lesbians

Like don't do that again, if 12 knockin', we won't let 'em in, huh