"Floss" lyrics

Ah, ah

Let shit off, get shit
Get shit off, dust it off
What's it cost? Twenty
Twenty thousand just to floss
You's a worker, not a boss
Drank codeine, drop waterfalls
Flexxgod got way too much sauce
We get your mans hit, your loss
Percs and liquor, your bitch cross
My neck, neck on ice, shit froze
SRT skrrt off, exhaust
Your bitch pop five Percs, she lost
Damn, I'm geeked up off this X
This purple soda, Percocet
I can't see or feel my neck
At least they say I was fresh to death
Up all night, why I can't sleep?
It's been three days, why I'm still geeked?
I still make them plays all week
Yo bitch love drugs and she a freak
These fish scale bricks, yes, I'm gon' tax
I heard y'all snitchin', y'all some rats
I'm on go, even with flats
He want my fate, but I got straps
Fuck was you thinkin'?
Do you like Lincoln
No, I'm not blinkin'
Y'all coppin' [?]
That ain't no codeine, the fuck is y'all drinkin'?