Blessed Trooper lyrics

Who’s dat b*tch ? talkin to my face like dat
Puttin hands on my pants like dat, tell me who’s dat b*tch ?
I don’t a need a woman like that, lil’ sis put the white down, she took it
Right back
She’s tripping, all that cocaine in her nose, yeah
Dripping from her brain to her toes, yeah
Intimidated by the c*cktail and the hoes, yeah
Hesitating but she need another dose
Levitating, celebrating
It’s all she ever needed so it’s time to make a toast, so it’s time to make
A choice
Who’s that n*gga sellin pills in the corner, the powder ain’t strong enough
She need a quarter
Yayo & e, she’ll end up in a coma
Call the coroner fly her body back to dakota
She’s a no show, (sh*t!), all she wanted was more snow
Far from the war zone, eating coleslaw, in her cold home, b*tch
Just left that chick in her uber
Two in the morning I duked her
She’s on me she’s on my trooper
Come for me come with a ruger
I don’t need weapons you n*ggas afraid of me, shake my hand though
Doesnt make u a friend to me
A lot to handle to be what i was meant to be, vietnamese on her knees
Prob’ly sent by enemies ?
Don’t fret tommy boy, u know u love them breasts
Plus she’s vietnamese 2 pretty birds one stone I’m blessed
n*gga wake up, n*gga wake up, was a nightmare, u didn't make up, there
Was a red cup, and a gray cup, u chose the gray cup, time to cake up