Songtexte Margaret 2 - Secarrio

What's the deal?
Yeah, yeah bitch, what's the deal?
I keep popping these 10s, I don't think I can feel
Damn I miss Chyrek, damn I miss my dawg like nah for real
Can't even cap like the shit ain't hurt me
Man that broke my heart for real
Anytime a fuck nigga hit my phone bout smoke
Then you know its inhaled
When I catch the nigga that killed Chyrek, I'm prolly gone rot in hell
Know I said it before, but I'm really done giving my heart out for real
Once I pour this four, and smoke this blunt
Swear to God, lil bitch I ain't trim
I just popped me a 10, its posed to be killing my pain
But this shit ain't healing
I got way too high and start thinking bout Margaret
Then I got right in my feelings
It was just me and Lil Neek, we scored on a pint
So you know we cracking the sealing
I see what's going on, everybody changing on me but shit Ian tripping
Ian even tripping, (Ian even trim) huh at all
I need a Percocet 10
I need a Percocet 10, I'm having withdrawals
Hoe keep tammat a shark
Lil bitch you ain't a shark, yeen' nun like Jaws
Off so many drugs its awesome
When I see twelve, I get off em
I can see my granny I'm so high (Yeah)
I can see Margaret, I'm so high right now (Yeah, yeah)
So much drank in my body, like I can die right now (Huh)
Way too geeked up, I think I can cry right now (Huh)
I already know you lying
You don't look me in the eyes when you telling the truth
And you looking right at me
I told twin that I'm finna slide on a opp block, nigga like get ready
She tryna tell me that Percocet deadly
Ion give a fuck, lil bitch I'm ready
Ion give a fuck, lil bitch I'm ready
What's the deal?
Yeah, yeah bitch, what's the deal?
I keep popping these 10s, I don't think I can feel
Damn I miss Chyrek, damn I miss my dawg like nah for real
Can't even cap like the shit ain't hurt me
Man that broke my heart for real
Anytime a fuck nigga hit my phone bout smoke
Then you know its inhaled
When I catch the nigga that killed Chyrek, I'm prolly gone rot in hell
Know I said it before, but I'm really done giving my heart out for real
Once I pour this four, and smoke this blunt
Swear to God, lil bitch I ain't trim
(I just popped me a 10, its posed to be killing my pain)
(But this shit ain't healing)
(I got way too high and start thinking bout Margaret)
(Then I got right in my feelings)
(It was just me and Lil Neek, we scored on a pint)
(So you know we cracking the sealing)
(I see what's going on, everybody changing on me but shit Ian tripping)