Oil Leak lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
In my head
I'm drinkin' a cup full of meds
Real Rx

[Chorus]
I'm drinkin' on cup full of meds
Whole bunch of crazy sh*t in my head
Whole bunch of crazy sh*t on my mind
Thinkin' 'bout crazy sh*t all the time
Pop Percocet, too high to drive
I see dead folks when I close my eyes
I'm beggin', b*tch, please don't blow my high
I'm singin' to the pop like, "Oh, my, my"
Auntie hit the work, said, "Oh my God"
Real Rx, I ain't got no job
I be in the trap like it's my job
When I come home, baby, give me a massage
I'm paranoid, I'm grippin' the rod
I'm smokin' the stick with a stick in the car
If you ain't on sh*t, don't get in the car
They spun two times, we hittin' the car

[Verse]
You ain't gettin' high, what you sippin' it for?
I drunk a deuce and I'm sippin' some more
My mama said, "Why don't you slow down on it, boy"
I'm off a thirty, feel like I'm on bars
They say he talk about drugs in every song
I walk in this b*tch like, "b*tch, leave me alone"
What I got in my cup no good for my bones
Walk in this b*tch like Mike Jones
You don't know what you doin', what you drinkin' it for?
Dashboard get sticky, spilled drink in the car
I walk in this b*tch like Pimp C in Bond
Took two sips, n*gga, my tongue got numb
My b*tch wanna know how I spent my money
One pint cost me twenty-two hundred
She said, "That's absurd, Pap, you a junkie"
If you seen what I seen, you should know I don't want it
If you thought how I thought, you would know I need it
Three in a peach Pure Leaf tea, I'm geekin'
My b*tch walk in this b*tch like a diva
I walk in the crib and go straight to the freezer
Styrofoam cup, loaded where I keep it
When I walk in the house with a lot on my mind
I don't use no soda, drink straight from the pint
Nod off, wake right back up like I'm fine
I charged a n*gga two hundred for a line
He lookin' at me like I'm out my mind
You gon' pay whatever if you wanna get high
It's one on my hip and then one in the ride
Play if you want and your dumb ass can die
They said, "Papi, when you gon' put your cup down?"
The day G Herbo stop wearin' uptowns
Wockesha never let me the f*ck down
[Chorus]
I'm drinkin' on cup full of meds
Whole bunch of crazy sh*t in my head
Whole bunch of crazy sh*t on my mind
Thinkin' 'bout crazy sh*t all the time
Pop Percocet, too high to drive
I see dead folks when I close my eyes
I'm beggin', b*tch, please don't blow my high
I'm singin' to the pop like, "Oh, my, my"
Auntie hit the work, said, "Oh my God"
Real Rx, I ain't got no job
I be in the trap like it's my job
When I come home, baby, give me a massage
I'm paranoid, I'm grippin' the rod
I'm smokin' the stick with a stick in the car
If you ain't on sh*t, don't get in the car
They spun two times, we hittin' the car