Detox lyrics

[Intro]
Okay, okay, yeah (Yo)
Okay, okay, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay (Yeah, yeah)
Lean? L-E-A-N

[Chorus]
Too much drugs, so I need a detox
But it’s too much pain, so I need damn drugs
Too many hoes in my f*cking inbox
I find happiness in my muhf*ckin' earplugs
I don’t give a f*ck about the fame, f*ck that sh*t
All y'all n*ggas lying on my name, cut that sh*t
Now you n*ggas cap on everything, but that sh*t
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that sh*t
Trust that sh*t, f*ck that b*tch
I can't be no jay, I ain’t tweaking off of that sh*t
Trust that sh*t, f*ck that b*tch
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that sh*t

[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, f*ck that sh*t
Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
Ayy, f*ck that b*tch
[Verse]
You need to get on your sh*t tonight
Yo' n*gga a b*tch, in my crib tonight
Hoes on a n*gga, left and right
See yo' brother with me, but no pressure in sight
These n*ggas ain't real, like, "Yeah, a'ight"
Cartier but my VVS bite
Runtz on me, so I'm high as a kite
n*ggas pus*y as f*ck, fleshlight
Ba-bad b*tch, wanna test drive
Walk in, got a b*tch life
Destiny's Child, I must have arrived
These .223's make your b*tch test drive
It's 2:09, man I'm sleep deprived
Don't nobody know how I'm feelin' this high
I walk in that ho with a Glick on my side
No second chances, no revives
No second chances, can't do that
This MAC-11 turn a n*gga blue black
I'm high as f*ck, yeah I feel blue black
I'mma manifest so I see these racks
VVS, drip or drown like that
What you say gang? Yo' b*tch like that
See the V yes, ho' that's on my back
And [?] all we know, [?]
And I'm still in the cut, n*gga
With them [?] on, you a f*ck n*gga
With yo' damn fingers on what trigger?
Hidin' that lil' n*gga, in love n*gga
I cannot cuff no n*gga
Wanna feature from me? No n*gga
I cannot trust no n*gga
f*ck what you sayin', this a talent show n*gga
SRT, go n*gga
In real life, you a ho n*gga
Headshot, now they mind blown n*gga
Yo' b*tch wanna damn blow a n*gga
[?] in my toes n*gga
I can't hang amongst those n*ggas
Got the Glock at my shows n*gga
She f*ckin' with the damn flow n*gga
[Chorus]
Too much drugs, so I need a detox
But it’s too much pain, so I need damn drugs
Too many hoes in my f*cking inbox
I find happiness in my muhf*ckin' earplugs
I don’t give a f*ck about the fame, f*ck that sh*t
All y'all n*ggas lying on my name, cut that sh*t
Now all you n*ggas cap on everything, but that sh*t
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that sh*t
Trust that sh*t, f*ck that b*tch
I can't be no jay, I ain’t tweaking off of that sh*t
Trust that sh*t, f*ck that b*tch
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that sh*t

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah