My cup full of this patron, 4 tips that big bon
2 cups of that cold jay, sip slow if you want some
Got a pocket full of them mollies, we geeked up we wailing
We bite down, not smiling, I need some space it’s too crowded
Cause my cup full of this patron, 4 tips that big bon
2 cups of that cold jay, sip slow if you want some
Got a pocket full of them mollies, we geeked up we wailing
We bite down, not smiling, I need some space it’s too crowded

Cause I’m too turnt up to be turnt down,
Turnt up to be turnt down, turnt up to be turnt down,
Turnt up to be turnt down,
Got a pocket full of them mollies, we geeked up we wailing
We bite down, not smiling, I need some space it’s too crowded

Give me motherfucker swisher high gas I’ma pocket bout to roll this shit
Everytime I drop a molly in my drink I keep telling …to hurry
We can fuck this bitch
Hold up, let me pour up, I feel my face on the floor
Look nigga, I’m tow up, and everytime a nigga show up
A bitch wanna act bad and she motherfucking throw up
Y’all hoes can’t drank, I wobble leg this building
Then stumble your ass in my car, and now you’re drunking out of your feelings
I’m contemplating bout millions, I’m only thinking bout drilling
You need a sexual healing, her friend is down and she willing
Cause I’m too turnt up to be turnt down,
I’m on the white…brown, the lean here, where the zans here
Where the…and I ... Down
I’m on the white…brown, the lean here, where the zans here
Where the…and I ... Down

My cup full of this patron, 4 tips that big bon
2 cups of that cold jay, sip slow if you want some
Got a pocket full of them mollies, we geeked up we wailing
We bite down, not smiling, I need some space it’s too crowded
Cause my cup full of this patron, 4 tips that big bon
2 cups of that cold jay, sip slow if you want some
Got a pocket full of them mollies, we geeked up we wailing
We bite down, not smiling, I need some space it’s too crowded

Cause I’m too turnt up to be turnt down,
Turnt up to be turnt down, turnt up to be turnt down,
Turnt up to be turnt down,
Got a pocket full of them mollies, we geeked up we wailing
We bite down, not smiling, I need some space it’s too crowded

Put a load of this and a load of that
My lokes on and my snapback
My vision blur, my speech sure, I live life fast so shit is a blur
I beat up the block and ...
No shirt on… what did you expect, it’s the world
Turnt up with a club of drugs, girlfriend wanna fuck a thug
The whole east side show the hoe some love I got
G’s parked outside the club
In the streets drive …y’all niggas ain’t gonna bust a slug…
Motherfuckers these days too capped out…show these niggas what I rap about…
What you drinking on, got a cup full of that

My cup full of this patron, 4 tips that big bon
2 cups of that cold jay, sip slow if you want some
Got a pocket full of them mollies, we geeked up we wailing
We bite down, not smiling, I need some space it’s too crowded
Cause my cup full of this patron, 4 tips that big bon
2 cups of that cold jay, sip slow if you want some
Got a pocket full of them mollies, we geeked up we wailing
We bite down, not smiling, I need some space it’s too crowded

Cause I’m too turnt up to be turnt down,
Turnt up to be turnt down, turnt up to be turnt down,
Turnt up to be turnt down,
Got a pocket full of them mollies, we geeked up we wailing
We bite down, not smiling, I need some space it’s too crowded
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