Detox*

[Lyrics From Snippet]

…name one bitch that won't fall for me

Yeah, bitch I’m a player, Capital P

I just had a meeting right after a meeting (Yeah)

About some mo’ money, my pinky ring watch hit 400

These niggas be cappin’, they don’t know nothing

I jumped off the porch, start road runnin’

Bro slidin’ everyday, get yo’ nose runny

These fuck niggas softer than Kleenex

Fivenem, spray ‘em, no windex

This shit ain’t new I've been that nigga

Money long with a short temper

Most of these niggas ain’t nothing but pretenders

19 years old, 20 bows in the rental

I’m EBK nigga, plain and simple

Fn, five-sеven, aim right at his temple

Tryna see his brains, kaskan

Mе and bro robbing and Batman

I can’t go out like that man

I can’t go out like ole boy

Glock pulling up, they like “oh boy”

On that bullshit, Illinois

All that tough shit, kill the noise

Two chains on me, Tity Boy

Ballin’ so long, Eric Gordon

The head so good, let me record it

Got money calling, I can’t ignore it (Yeah, Yeah)

Money long, there’s not a shortage

X that bitch out, she was boring

I just made some more off touring

Pouring at the top of morning

I just got some top this morning

She just help me start my day, then I smoke one to the face (Face)

Then I brush my teeth and grab my g-lock

Been chasing money for so long I think I heard my knee pop

Niggas talking ‘bout what they gone do to me (?), he not

You gone get what he got, flush ‘em out, detox…