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[Intro: Yung Bans & Future] I think I turned by brother to a junkie Sippin' on red He rich and he got money Walk around like a zombie Sippin' on red [Chorus: Yung Bans & Future, Both] I'm sippin' on red dead, til' i'm on my deathbed Do I pop these meds, yeah, I think i got a drug fetish ([?]) Think I got a drug fetish I think I got a drug fetish, yeah [?] It ain't nothin' my momma can tell me (It ain't nothin' my momma can tell me) She said "Lil nigga don't [?]" How many milligrams you on right now, like 60 Percs gon' fill my void when I feel empty [Verse 1: Yung Bans & Future] Giddy-up, giddy-up Nigga run 'round, caught with the nina, got a hitter She suckin' my dick with her hand on my heater, nina Pussy wet, hurricane Katrina, Patrina (I hear voices in my head) You niggas lil' boys, you niggas got V-Bucks, V-Bucks Pop me a perc and I float, turn to a dreamer (This life is crazy, [?]) Balenciaga [?], I don't rock no ballerina I think i'm getting nauseous, oh my, Mamma Mia (Mamma Mia) So high in the sky [?], I can't reach him Sippin' that lean, i'm sleepin' Yeah nigga, sip that lean, so i'm sleepin' [?], sleepin' (I drink syrup to fuck my [?]) Yeah nigga, sip that lean, so i'm sleepin' [?], sleepin' Yeah nigga, sip that lean, so i'm sleepin' I talk to a demon, nigga push up i'm sleepin' him [Chorus: Yung Bans] I'm sippin' on red dead, til' i'm on my deathbed Do I pop these meds, yeah, I think i got a drug fetish Think I got a drug fetish I think I got a drug fetish, yeah [?] It ain't nothin' my momma can tell me She said "Lil nigga don't [?]" How many milligrams you on right now, like 60 Percs gon' fill my void when I feel empty [Verse 2: Slim Santana] I mix that purple with the red, i'm sippin' red dead [?] shoe, then tie my lace I mix the purp with oxy', got me feeling like depressed I ain't no emo kid, I ain't gon' act like i'm depressed Balenciaga hold my drawers, nigga i'm a mess Don't come round me recording, i'mma think that you the feds 1300 for the pint, yeah, expensive meds When I was in [?], I was up, couldn't get no rest All this pain inside me, got me feelin' like the rest One on one the gang, yeah, we different from the rest Gotta watch yo' move, it ain't checkers, yeah, it's chess Free my brother [?], I know you bangin' on the set [Chorus: Yung Bans] I'm sippin' on red dead, til' i'm on my deathbed Do I pop these meds, yeah, I think i got a drug fetish Think I got a drug fetish I think I got a drug fetish, yeah [?] It ain't nothin' my momma can tell me She said "Lil nigga don't [?]" How many milligrams you on right now, like 60 Percs gon' fill my void when I feel empty
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