Songtexte act xvii: done sippin - 4batz

I woke up sippin' lean for breakfast
I can't be screamin', don't you say this, no-no, no-no
Livin' lone-lone, lonely
I don't think I can
The doctors said I am addicted
Well, if I am, you'd be a witness, no-no, no-no
Leave me alone-lone-lone
Because that's what I am
I caught you damn near overdosin'
I'm hella rollin'
This shit not holy, no-no, no-no
I'd rather pour a four, four-four, four-four
I'd rather go and roll
I'm gettin' hella low and low, and low, and low, and low
If I pour up that one more
Then my stomach gon' explode
(Coming down)

It's the Forgiato skater, comin' down like escalator
Blow in Vegas, sippin' Laker
Playin' Sonic SuperSega (Uh)
Mary Jane kisser (Yeah), Balmain on my zipper (Huh)
Drinkin' out the pitcher, trappin', watchin' Sister Sista' (Mane)
Throwed like a missile, taper with the clipper
VVS glitter, grill look a like a broken mirror
Gettin' throwed like a javelin, diamonds do the hammer dance
Colder than a blizzard, coming down like a avalanche
Hahaha

Mouth of the South
Turn it out, turn it out
The mouth of the South
Turn it out, turn it out
(Coming down)

See, the real ones
We do what we wanna do
While you haters do what you can
You hear me?
Live from Texas where legends are born
And you're witnessin' the next legend, 4batz