NOT WORKING lyrics

[Intro: 5'4]
On the drugs, they’re just, not as good as they used to be
This sh*t ain’t workin' no more
Yuh, yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh, I been, uh, I been, uh, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: 5'4]
I been tryna get f*cked up but sh*t ain’t working
Ran up in his sh*t, b*tch, I got drugs up on my person
Lately I been searching for my purpose, worthless
AR’s out the whip, b*tch, I been circling, lurking

[Verse 1: 5'4]
I shoot perpendicular, so boy, you better duck
I got grams up on the counter, so my fingers getting stuck
I been geeking off them pills and f*cking different colour sl*ts
I’ma dog that shawty out and dog that pus*y like a mutt, like a smut, like a sl*t
Call the plug up on Wednesday, OD on a Friday
How the f*ck the cops gon' arrest me in my driveway?
I remember juggin' all them bags off of myspace
Lil' shawty bad, come and sit up on my face
Racks in the back with the shrooms
I’ma let it spray and put that b*tch up on the news
I was with the Saudi, riding 'round up in the dunes
Rather slide down on that boy and buss a mothaf*ckin' move
(You f*ckin' b*tch)
[Chorus: 5'4]
I been tryna get f*cked up but sh*t ain’t working
Ran up in his sh*t, b*tch, I got drugs up on my person
Lately I been searching for my purpose, worthless
AR’s out the whip, b*tch, I been circling, lurking

[Verse 2: EDDISON]
(Yo) I don’t give a f*ck (Nah), boy, you better duck (Yeah)
Money in my pocket, so much that I can’t stuff (Bah)
n*ggas mad I walked in with my mothaf*ckin' balls out (Let’s go)
Trappin' on the floor, I got the mothaf*ckin' guap out (Ahh)
We gon' stand on top of [?] (b*tch), came in wit' a stick (Bah)
I stand on my money (Yeah), I’m like 7'6" (I’m like 7—)
I’m tired of a b*tch (b*tch), I’m tired of this sh*t (sh*t)
When I walk in with the pole, it gon' make a n*gga sick (Go)
I might put a f*ckin' xan' in my lean like it’s 2017 (Go)
b*tch all on my di*k, I told that b*tch that he can hear the scream
b*tch I’m with the goats, 'cause I am a goat (Bah), b*tch (Brrp, brrp, bah, bah)

[Chorus: 5'4]
I been tryna get f*cked up but sh*t ain’t working
Ran up in his sh*t, b*tch, I got drugs up on my person
Lately I been searching for my purpose, worthless
AR’s out the whip, b*tch, I been circling, lurking