"Morphine" lyrics

Uh
I've had it, next nigga talkin', haha
Uh

I've had it, next nigga talk, gettin' fed to my savage (Gra)
Next bitch talk, gettin' slapped with the ratchet (Bitch)
Might kidnap they granny (Damn)
In a really bad mood, but it come in handy (Ya' dig?)
I get in a sad mood without my Perky candy (Ah)
I feel like I'm missing something, Billy with no Mandy (Ah)
I get in a sad mood without my Perky candy (Ah)
I feel like I'm missing something, Billy with no Mandy (Ah)

If we can't find him, then we on his family
Caught your father lacking in the kitchen sippin' brandy
.40 on me heat up, leave a nigga branded
Gun sing like Jackson, Michael, no Randy, yeah
It's still a no from me, dawg, feel like American Idol
Got an American rifle that shoot like American Sniper
Come get your ho from me, dawg, ain't none of my niggas want her
Sure know how to eat, though, bitch got hell of a deep throat
Coughing so damn much, I think these Backwoods gave me cancer
Choppa got a long nose, call it Toucan Sam
Call me "Mr. Fuck a Few Hoes," wild, young, and dangerous
Get shot in the face doing that fool ass shit, I hate it

I've had it next nigga talk, gettin' fed to my savage (Gra)
Next bitch talk, gettin' slapped with the ratchet (Bitch)
Might kidnap they granny (Damn)
In a really bad mood, but it come in handy (Ya' dig?)
I get in a sad mood without my Perky candy (Ah)
I feel like I'm missing something, Billy with no Mandy (Ah)
I get in a sad mood without my Perky candy (Ah)
I feel like I'm missing something, Billy with no Mandy (Ah)