Pills & pus*y lyrics

[Intro: FattMack & ThereGoMarcus]
Yeah
Fatt (aye)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Yeah)
(aye)
Im so P,eat Pills and pus*y (Yeah,Fatt)
(On God)
Aye

[Chorus: FattMack & ThereMarcus]
Big 45 run up I'm clutching, drop yo' nuts get killed for nothing (Aye)
My old hoe mad, my new b*tch love me
Don't none of my opps wanna talk ‘bout money (Money)
New SRT's, my diamonds flooded
I pour my lean, my cup stay muddy (Muddy)
Like PSP these Glocks got buttons (Buttons)
These Dior jeans, a off white hoodie (Hoodie)
I'm so P, eat Pills & pus*y
Dumped my Glock 19, I need some bullets
Book my opps you want a show then book it (Book it)
Walk in flexing, It get tooken' (Tooken')
Brand new Tеsla, I'm still gon' push it (Push it)
Walk in big ass pants for too' hide my fully (Fully)
I lost my pill, I forgot I took it (Took it)
I ran this sh*t up, I'm different
[Verse: FattMack & ThereGoMarcus]
I pop Xan's and I losе my feelings (Feelings)
Don't come ask what the f*ck I'm sippin' (Sippin')
Bro got bags, USP shipping (Shippin)
You n*gga's like London Tipton
When we out creeping, they on Insta (Insta)
Late Nate lurking on my finsta
sh*t, walk in staring I ain't gon' bullsh*t
Clip on F I'm tryna' use it (Tryna' use it)
She know it's little but she shake her booty (Aye)
The way these hoes use it be [?] (Aye)
Pass Casey the drac' and he gon' use it
Got K's that shake,but he gon' shoot it
Plus, my n*gga Luhmane ain't got no brains, but he'll blow yours out (He'll blow yours out)
I popped a perc 4 time insane
I'm running game, hope she
Don't run her mouth
Bae do you love me?
Do you love me not? (Love me not)
I leave the club and I let off my rock
Bro bump the switch, I dump my Glock (Glock)
Gon’ keep one in while I'm outside (Outside)
These n*ggas hoes,they not my kind (kind)
Don't look for love you not gon' find it (Find it)
I was loving her, she loved my diamonds (Diamonds)
n*gga where yo' opps at? Find ‘em
Lay his ass down like recliner
n*ggas out here mad I'm shining
I pop out put on designer
If she eat di*k, her nails get polished (Polished)
They talk that sh*t,but I stay silent
f*ck her from the back I'm doggish (I'm doggish)
Im wit' Mac Proceed with caution
My pockets fat, my opps in coffins (Coffins)
[Chorus: FattMack & ThereGoMarcus]
Big 45 run up I'm clutching, drop yo' nuts get killed for nothing (Aye)
My old hoe mad, my new b*tch love me
Don't none of my opps wanna talk ‘bout money (Money)
New SRT's, my diamonds flooded
I pour my lean, my cup stay muddy (Muddy)
Like PSP these Glocks got buttons (Buttons)
These Dior jeans, a off white hoodie (Hoodie)
I'm so P, eat Pills & pus*y
Dumped my Glock 19,I need some bullets
Book my opps you want a show then book it (Book it)
Walk in flexing, It get tooken' (Tooken')
Brand new Tesla, I'm still gon' push it (Push it)
Walk in big ass pants for too' hide my fully (Fully)
I lost my pill, I forgot I took it (Took it)
I ran this sh*t up, I'm different

[Outro]
Aye I ran this sh*t up, I'm different