SEROTONIA. Lyrics

Bandana on my head looking like Pac

Cartier his watch heard he got popped

I suffer a lot but suffer in silence

Need some head or I might get violent

Got a lot of pills don't be shy just try it

Half and half got my serotonin high

Lotta love to pass around baby girl, you so fine

Started with joints now we on pharmaceuticals

Maybe its karma maybe it suiting us

And fuck 12 they way too scrutinous

Fuck all bitches who say that they through with us

Cant fall in love with a bougie bitch

Cant hear you, if your booty ain't thick

Put a lot of work going acoustic

Got a lotta homies some carry boom sticks

The drugs keep on calling

The drugs keep on calling

The comedown euphoric

Handful of pills for the mourning

Wake up pass out my everyday story

Snort a line oxy no longer boxed in

Bad bitch foxy addicted but godsent

She got two friends I'm down for the foursome

Everybody wanna be your bitch when you got drugs

She got a man she liking my pics

She ain't a fan but she want this dick

Baby I can prove to you my tongue is slick

Make her break up I call that a lick

Serotonin high no need for spit

Pull out at the climax no need for kids

Wont text her back if her head game is weak

Yeah

Got a lot of lean baby girl don't be shy

Half and half got your serotonin high

You don't wanna die tonight

Yeah

Got a lotta pills baby girl don't be shy

Half and half got your serotonin high

Lotta love getting passed around

But I want yours tonight

Taste the codeine when you kiss my lips (Yeah)

All this shit so foreign but you feel the bliss (Yeah)

Take another sip keep moving your hips

If its hard to breathe just take another sniff (Yeah)

You might just, seize end up deceased

Don't blame it on me

When your grinding your teeth

And its getting hard to sleep

Fiending for lean

I'll be deep in the next girl phone on DND

Yeah

Yeah

Bandana on my head looking like Pac

Cartier his watch heard he got popped

I suffer a lot but suffer in silence

Need some head or I might get violent

Got a lot of pills don't be shy just try it

Half and half got my serotonin high

Lotta love to pass around baby girl, you so fine

Started with joints now we on pharmaceuticals

Maybe its karma maybe it suiting us

And fuck 12 they way too scrutinous

Fuck all bitches who say that they through with us

Cant fall in love with a bougie bitch

Cant hear you, if your booty ain't thick

Put a lot of work going acoustic

Got a lotta homies some carry boom sticks