� � Well it's that mad daddy laugh � � Swangin' all these selfies � � Still portrayin' bad guys � � Still a addict � � I got love for bad habits � � Ride low, sip a slurp � � Mix a cold drink with that dope � � Just whip it up on my kid � � Fuckin' grapevine � � Now you know the code � � Ridin' down the 7th � � Make a left from Crescent � � Opposite of havin' no confessions � � All you intermissin' lil' half-*** � � Got the Mac, potty, got the sack � � Young Tyler Durden � � Hit your birdie on a burden � � And you still wish � � I got four lines in a cup � � In that cup beside another cup � � Cream soda, turn to black cream soda � � Hydrocodone liquid makes you fuckin' die � � You're covered up, now I'm leaned over � � Now I'ma splain your regret � � Throw it by my street � � So I like the motherfuckin' dream, bro � � I drive high when I drive by � � I used to see you sober, bitch, and if I see you sober � � It's cause my fuckin' spleen exploded, then I killed over � � Wheels rollin' right off of the gas � � Splashin' to that river stream below us �