PR PACKAGE

[Intro]

(Find)

[Verse 1: Rx Papi]

Car swervin all over the road

Cough syrup in the cup but I don't got a cold

Dwayne Johnson, came back with the bowl

Crossed state line, had half the package sold

If you need, you can call my phone

Me and Joeyy get higher than Cheech & Chong

I can't kick the cup, I can't leave it 'lone

Nagging ass bitch, just leave me 'lone

I'm higher than Bessie seeing double I'm too geeked

Searchin' high n low geekin', tryna find the prescription

Doc said I might have to buy a new kidney

I'd beat God, I got that dog in me

Bro high as shit, he gon' nod with me

If we was fucked up, he'll rob with me

Cracked the lid on the pint, drink it all with me

Get that check, fuck up the mall with me

[Verse 2: Joeyy]

My cup plain just like my wrist

Twist the pop make the Fanta do kickflips

Know the belly making lipids

Red dot on the Glock, same color lipstick (Hm)

Hm, Pap' & I, had to link out west (Go, go)

Eight 80s in my belly like I ate somebodies test

If I pop this pill then I'm bound to have good rest

Diamonds really sparklin' like I brushed it with Crest (Yeah)

Know I'm goin' viral every time I get dressed

I just got a PR package from the CVS (CVS)

I don't really like Tusse but Sep' poured me up (Twizzy)

Real junkie, chug it out the bottle, no cup (Yeah, yeah)

Turn a Area 51 pill into dust (Into dust)

I got way too high, got me breathing like a pug, hm