paralyzed

Lyrics

[Intro] (You know who TF made it) [Chorus: Austin Skinner] Yeah, I'm on the drugs lil' bitch, I'm fried, ayy Pop this pill, it gon' leave you paralyzed, ayy For this meal, I done paid like twenty-five hundred I stayed down 'cause I know I got some racks coming Flipping the pick, I'm on the drugs, they make me sick, huh If I don't got it then I'll probably hit that lick, huh Hop in the back, that bitch be swervin' I'm not a waiter, but bitch I'm serving Slide right by, let the tires burn it She bad, I know what she worth I need a mill' right now, I'm sure High as fuck, can't speak no words I'm on the freeway pourin' syrup I need free racks, pockets curved, yeah Told my brother that we gon' go I don't know what the fuck they waiting for I grab my cup and pour, yeah [Verse: BIGBABYGUCCI] Uh, I can't tell you what I'm on I'm in L.A. at the Lakers game, I'm sittin' on the floor No bitch, you can't get no wedding ring if I can't get that throat SKs and XDs is all we fuckin' tote I-I-I-I'm gon' cross that line (Yeah) Bitch, my Glock stay right here, are you gon' waste my time? (No) I'm geekin' bitch, I'm outta here I—I—I just wanna get geeked today And I got Louis lenses, I can't see the shade Seen him lacking, he gon' change up like a meter maid Pistol-packing, got respect, yeah that's for you to pay He too trendy, he just do shit 'cause it's cool today I just fucked her in some Marni and some Gucci frames [Chorus: Austin Skinner] Yeah, I'm on the drugs lil' bitch, I'm fried, ayy Pop this pill, it gon' leave you paralyzed, ayy For this meal, I done paid like twenty-five hundred I stayed down 'cause I know I got some racks coming Flipping the pick, I'm on the drugs, they make me sick, huh If I don't got it then I'll probably hit that lick, huh Hop in the back, that bitch be swervin' I'm not a waiter, but bitch I'm serving Slide right by, let the tires burn it She bad, I know what she worth I need a mill' right now, I'm sure High as fuck, can't speak no words I'm on the freeway pourin' syrup I need free racks, pockets curved, yeah Told my brother that we gon' go I don't know what the fuck they waiting for I grab my cup and pour, yeah [Outro] (You know who TF made it)