Dead N Gone

I say baby this Percocet thirty not no ten

She was off the migos tryna pour me up some gin

Speak on me we gone cut off his tongue he won't speak again

They ask me why I don't talk a lot cause niggas ain't my friends

And I know this she say Eli do you notice

Most them boys you hang around all turn out to be bogus

I'm it if he tryna clowning we make sure to leave him floating

I almost crashed the whip I'm off the uhh boy I can't focus

Her nigga called her phone she was with me boy I kept stroking

I told her I like my hoes a little thicker you getting thin

He be blowing up her phone so she can't stay with me past ten

Imma here take her home if she look at me again