Retox - DillanPonders

Drug gods back coke bumps during broad day

Always, down to get it in no foreplay

Woah now, now a days I’m shitting on my whole town

So downtown niggas biting on my old sound

Okay, cocaine in the door way

And some empty coke bags in the hallway

No way, if I clone my girl twice

I’m a go and have a four way all day, okay

Only thing about these little bitches I don’t like

Is all these lil bitches really think they getting high

Rolling through my town with some niggas down to ride

Every days the same because we do this every night

I been out my mind, trapped inside my trap house

I’m runnin out of time

Lets dial another bottle before I realize I’m broke

I’m a drug addict parents didn’t see the signs

Man I’m trapped in my trap house

God damnit man I’m trapped in my trap house

I don’t want to be high right now

I’ll call you when the drugs wear off

Man I got pretty good exposure

Wish I could say the same thing about my composure

Hardly on time because I’m rarely ever sober

My liver barely works think a nigga need a donor

I’m bi-polar, a high loner

And I’m over getting paid in likes and views twice over

If she a fan then I might pretend that I know her

I drink away my hangover

Double after double until the fucking pain over

Man I been the type of nigga that ain’t staying sober

You the type to ride around in daddies Range Rover

Everybody been a snake but I’m a king cobra

You can come inside my place but you ain’t staying over

I ride around town like a young rap god quit biting my sound

I don’t got to write down, I’m the god of my sound

I been out my mind, trapped inside my trap house

I’m running outta time

Lets dial another bottle before I realize I’m broke

I’m a drug addict parents didn’t see the signs