CONFESSIONS Lyrics

I feel like mitchy moo

Snorting cocaine on a roof

Where you at I don't know but if I did I wouldn't tell you

Man my family called asking how do ya do

I told em suck a dick and send two hundred bucks through

I'm on that shit you can't get no where

You're pussy boy don't go there

Quaaludes man this so rare

Married man that's so square

I lost a tooth while I was on shrooms

Brought a ghetto bitch to my mommas room

Mediumjay's a bitch and plus he almost lost my dog too

Tab of acid it ain't nothing every bitch looking for something

I don't give a fuck too much drugs I ain't nutting

Momma please don't wait up

I'm out late up all night trying to cash this pay stub

Cash L's for the haters cashleaders when you pay us

We pop oxy we pop molly we probably wont wake up

Message all day but I still won't get back to ya

I live life like shameless and I am Frank Gallagher

I make it up as I go just like Brian Pallister

Bout to hit it raw clear the coke off the banister

Took a stripper to the trap house man that ass was juicy

Till C.J. murphy shoved a machete up some pussy

I don't pay for prostitutes I can always get some nookie

She a waste on my tongue just like rasins in a cookie

It's mitchy moody grabbing some booty

She suck me like a smoothy

Its okay I don't mind getting a couple cooties

Man I gave that bitch a bently

And I don't own no bently

It's parked outside come get me

Insurance says it's eddies

Took a trip to the trap house

Then I blew my back out

Fucking coked out whores with credit cards maxed out

I done sold weed to the president

Sipped lean with rappers that were irrelevant

Till the day they od now they og veterans

Homie came back from the dead man I think he is a revenant

Sweet aroma kush coma on a hill like jona

Off a pill like half of silacona

Spit facts like it's lucas joyner

You're looking for guns I'm looking for drugs

Fuck it let's just join up

Mitchy Moo

Roses tatted on my neck nigga fuck yo respect

Pistons popping put em in check