April O’TLM lyrics

Ima junkie at the stu pourin' four
On a beat on a E
I be an open doors innit
Private room, I don't go to f*cking store in it

And don't even pop no xanaxs
TLM
f*cked dat b*tch I'm raw
But wit dat B I used a latex
I'm on O8
Smoking great
OB cookies in my bag yeah

Great day
No way
U didn't give a f*ck when I didn't ate
Now I feed the streets
Got me Benz and got a Range
Made it through the dirt
f*ck it, I don't feel no pain

I be pourin' cupp
Feeling f*cked up
(And I'm f*cked up)
I be pourin' up
And ImPourin' up O
Until I'm f*cked up
I don't throw on gang sings and sh*t
Cuz Ima Mama's Gangsta on this beat
And I don't have no opps but AK in a jeep
Energy I be using, TLM u and me

AK like a choppa NLE
At the studio I be on a lean
Don't want OD. I was sixteen I was f*cking on a milf

Like extended 38
Don't give f*ck bout what u say
I want Aurus not a wraith
She took me back to home even though She had a daughter at dat f*cking party

I don't throw on gang sings and sh*t
Cuz Ima Mama's Gangsta on this beat
And I don't have no opps but AK in a jeep
Energy I be using, TLM