Lyrics Od - WMN Kloud

I get so high I can't stand up, count these bands up
Money on my mental, gold up on my dental, I just spilt the wok, but I don't care
Cause this a rental, she suckin' on my

She suckin' on my Glock, I sip on the wok
And you know that I'm a demon, baby, I ain't gonna stop
It got too serious, and now I feel delirious I drop,
She said she curious, I told her come and see just how I rock
I face a double cup with Xans, I don't sip Ciroc
And yeah I won't hold your hand, out in public that's a lot
Out here doin' what I can to make sure we get to the top
Let me get back to bussin' this bitches in the back of the benz while her friend just sit back and she watch
Gotta wear me a mask out in public cause I hate attention unless its from one of these thots
To the ceiling I'm stackin' my bands up that's the reason that I cannot stand up
Now my pockets so deep when I walk in the building have a hard time holdin' my pants up
Then she take off my belt and she tell me to fuck her all morning with both of my hands up
And she said she want pills, not a problem whatever you want, know I got em'
But she said it's scary the way that I drop all these xans in that motherfuckin' bottle
And the way that I always be pushin' that gas, got my foot on that motherfuckin' throttle
And I told her that I only fearin the God up above, I don't care about tomorrow

Its still fuck drowning in sorrow, Id rather just drown in addiction
I'm talk bout the pills and the whips and the clothes and the guns and the motherfuckin' bitches
And you wonder why nobody fuckin with you, but you just be hangin' around snitches
I feel like I'm Paco, I'm countin these blues
If Saturn my neighbor, I'm moon
I think I see Tavin I look out my window, the rings of the Saturn go zoom
If Tino Soprano, I'm Tony Montana, the Tommy gun it gon go boom
I dirty my Sprite, but you would never get it we only been talking bout blues
The music gon' do all the talkin' for me, I don't give a fuck bout gettin views

And it's true, I got problems, way too big money can't solve em
I'm tryna find some better options, my ex, she just told me I'm toxic
It's really cause I sip on toxin, she took a pic while I was noddin' off Percs
She told me, like, look what the wok did
And the craziest part about all of this shit is I know that I'm never gon' stop this
I'm booted off X I don't think I can breathe
But this shit is nothin' to me
I show you the truth, it's like, what can't you see
I don't even try to OD, but I just might try to OD

Yeah, I might just have to OD