Lyrics Feeling Bad - Hoosier

So throwed
Know what I'm talking bout
Gang on the rise
We the ones you heard of word of mouth
Sipping on this Henny got me fucked up and throwed off
Smoking in this weed and popping xans till I doze off

Feeling bad I might pop something
I need two
Brain locked in that mind dungeon
I feel blue yea
Drag racing that coop yea
Sliding right to you yea
I might crash that coop yea
I might crash the
Bae I'm off that juice yea
That's gone be my excuse yea
Hard to face that truth yea
I need more than you yea
I need I need
I don't know
Pop pills smoke weed
Help me cope
One bad decision devil got me thinking jump out the window
Two bad bitches in the front seat on the way to my home
Three more drinks that's gone get me right there in my zone
Shorty live in the south side shout out my niggas in the four

So throwed
Know what I'm talking bout
Gang on the rise
We the ones you heard of word of mouth
Sipping on this Henny got me fucked up and throwed off
Smoking in this weed and popping xans till I doze off