Billy Idol (Session Edit)

[Intro] Uh, uh, mhm Freestyle shit Cobaine Alright, look (Murda on the beat, so it's not nice) [Chorus] Her name Mary Jane, but she loves cocaine Getting so high that I can’t maintain I spilt a Perc 30 with my new main thing Bet you never had a Perc bitch give you brain Ball so hard, feel like LeBron in the Rims Transform, feel like Megatron in that thing I'm a little high, but I'm okay I’m a little high, but I'm okay [Verse 1] Ah, ah Billy Idol with that Rebel Yell (Yeah) Told that bitch that she could go to hell (Hell, yeah) Matter fact, maybe we can meet there I got demons, do you wanna meet them? I got killers, you will never see them, yeah But if you see them, it's over .40 on me while I'm wearin' a choker Pullin' niggas cards like poker I guess I'm an imposer She can call me everything but sober Matter fact, bitch, just call me over [Chorus] Her name Mary Jane, but she loves cocaine Getting so high that I can't maintain I spilt a Perc 30 with my new main thing Bet you never had a Perc bitch give you brain Ball so hard, feel like LeBron in the rims Transform, feel like Megatron in that thing I’m a little high, but I’m okay I'm a little high, but I’m okay [Verse 2] I'm a little high, I'm not okay You've been on my brain like all damn day Love song, hate song, the same thing No Lou, baby, I ball like Dank My heart hurt, all day, haven’t taken Percocets, all day I ain't even last a whole day, uh, 30, I'm— Californication with your bitch out the vacay Runnin' into her 'cuz I know that's the safe place [Chorus] Her name Mary Jane, but she loves cocaine Getting so high that I can't maintain I spilt a Perc 30 with my new main thing Bet you never had a Perc bitch give you brain Ball so hard, feel like LeBron in the rims Transform, feel like Megatron in that thing I'm a little high, but I'm okay I'm a little high, but I'm okay [Verse 3] Get so high that I see two faces All white in the bitch, no racist Ball harder than a bitch, no, ayy— Presidential brain from that bitch, Sarah Palin You can't judge your niggas, you don't have a Bailiff Dye my hair, I'm turning, not no Super Saiyan Fell in love in the club, then fell out Pop a molly in the club, then fell out She tell me that I mean, I guess that's the perky in me She dancing for the team Told her that she gotta twerk for free My employer told me that I work for free I don't know where that bitch gon' work for me Yeah, on the scene, off a bean, yaddeling Fell in love with codeine in a dream Split out eight of shrooms, then I took a perk We got suited for mindsets, we make it work Hit a strip club, then she make it twerk I ain't a reject, but I'm a jerk .40 go hard, make it jerk Fire off like I'm a boss, I make it work Please don't get involved with the boss moves You really running up on a fucking wrong dude I remember they was hatin' back at high school Now they on my phone, telling me "I'm too cool" Slimes on my line, telling me I'm too bool That's bull, oh, ooh Fuck that bitch to John Lennon, with Versace on my lennins Poppin' shrooms, he's power trippin' I got double, double vision Why these niggas sound like bitches? Why these bitches steady trippin'? Get the fuck up out your feelings Tell me, baby, what you feelin'? Molly fuck up her concealer They say the beauty is in the eye of the— She telling me "that the drugs too strong" Told her "drugs finna take me home" Girls, so don't hit my phone Ball so hard, Karl Malone Do this by my own, I'm, I'm alone Oh, oh, oh, I ball alone I didn't get involved with the wrong ones I didn't make love off the wrong drugs I'm an outlet to the wrong plugs In the strip club, I get more love But with my love life, I get no love Put it in her nose, she like "more drugs" I get so high that I may fall out But when I wake up, I'ma still ball out Go to work, tell that bitch to call out How your nigga ballin' when he outta bounds? Money counter music like I can't count When this broker nigga still count it out Ballin' like I'm in the major league Stupid bitch, now you can't fuck with me She try to kick it, this is not a soccer team Got away with words, I feel like I'm Socrates She not from here, that bitch speakin' Japanese Don't understand, too busy speakin' Guapanese She toppin' me— She toppin' me inside a Lamborghini seat I'm not from Miami, bitch, but I come with the heat Say you wanna fight, but you won't see me in the streets Don't worry, there'll be someone there to stand in for me [Bridge] I fell in love with a demon last night Hotel room startin' to look like Hell She saw my past in my eyes, I said "damn, bitch, you know me well" [Verse 4] Oh, this is heavy bag Foreign whip to match the bitch, cuz I'm foreign I need a foreign bitch, American hoes are boring, girl, I'm sparring I'm Michael Jordan, and I'm scoring I'm John Lennon with the touring I went to Europe just to buy a pair of pants Went to the strip club and made her dirty dance I got so much money, they call me Dirty Dan That choppa' heat 'em up and give his ass a 10 I only fuck her if she a 10 How you ballin' but you ain't a real— [Chorus] Her name Mary Jane, but she loves cocaine Getting so high that I can't maintain I spilt a Perc 30 with my new main thing Bet you never had a Perc bitch give you brain Ball so hard, feel like LeBron in the rims Transform, feel like Megatron in that thing I'm a little high, but I'm okay I'm a little high, but I'm okay