We Love Prescription lyrics

[Hook]
Call me capital finesser
Hit a b*tch up and I flex
Baby, I am not impressed
Flip that booty out the dress
I was moving while you slept
I could teach you how to chef
Talk to god, I'm in the flesh
I got Buddha on my neck
Got prescription for depression
Got that 40 for protection
That machete send a message when a n*gga try to step in
Got prescription for depression
Got a 40 for protection

[Verse 1: Bass Santana]
All my life I been the type of n*gga that don't f*ck with n*ggas
Mama beat my black ass so much you couldn't touch a n*gga
Circle smaller than a tight pus*y better watch who with ya
Where I'm from we ain't smoking swishers but we drink and switch ya
Hold the liquor for the b*tch afraid to hit the spliff and find a little bliss
I just made a couple hits, they f*cking with the [?] that blew up like a [?]
I just gave her a lil di*k, she moaning like them other n*ggas never hit
Moving with a little voodoo, beat the case and skip the country on the quick

[Verse 2: Kid Trunks]
[?]
Yes I got the 40 to your motherf*cking skull
And I got my [?] and that sh*t cold
100,000 b*tches wanna f*ck right now
Why the f*ck they wanna talk about me?
They ain't never wanna talk about me
Now they wanna f*cking talk about me
Smack a b*tch [?] she acting funny
If a n*gga wanna touch me I swear he'll bleed
If a n*gga wanna laugh at me I swear he'll see
Laughing to the vank, burning like my f*cking weed
And I got my double vup filled with f*cking lean
[?]
[Outro]
Call me capital finesser
Hit a b*tch up and I flex
Baby, I am not impressed
Flip that booty out the dress
I was moving while you slept
I could teach you how to chef
Talk to god, I'm in the flesh
I got Buddha on my neck
Got prescription for depression
Got that 40 for protection
That machete send a message when a n*gga try to step in