Ransom - Advils & Sunglasses lyrics
[Ransom - Advils & Sunglasses lyrics]
Achis, Pergassette
In my cup is that purple shit
I just dropped me a triple stack
But I don’t know if it’s working yet
I don’t know if it’s worth it yet
Straight shot, this shit burned my chest
I’m so high, just bumped my head
But I don’t know if it’s hurting yet
I’m waking up, put my clothes on
Big table, my phone gone
No fool but that stove on
That loud smoke, it was so strong
Your big chacker psychotic
‘Cause she wanted dick and I got it
Got like 30 grand in my pockets
Smoke like 30 grams of exotic
It’s Advil and my shades on
Room blacker than Akon cuban on like Raekwon
I check to see if my safe gone
You off nigga, I stay on
Boss nigga, I stay strong
She throwin’ up when that’s all done
You could tell that she on drugs
Pop pills, I pop bottles
I smoke weed with top models
I’m on one, I’m gone son
It’s 10 of us so we all done
Advils and sunglasses
Last night was Mad real
Advils and sunglasses
Last night was Mad real
Rosé, gold label
Got enough bread for my own label
Bitch ain’t even wanna eat yet
Now she throwin’ up on my whole table
Xanies, Maxies
Damn these motherfuckers got me
Fucked up but tough luck
Go ahead nigga fill my cup up
I’m shitfaced, smacked out
Like Ali and his last belt
I’m stumblin’, bitch come again?
Better slow down with your fast mouth
You mad bruh? Pull up
Where the fuck is your bathroom?
If I don’t get there quick fast
Then it’s about to be some bad news
I’m on one, matter fact I am on two
On 3, on 4 next thing is that encore
Yea motherfucker we want more
It’s mad real when we on tour
Come pass me that last pill
Sunglasses and Advils
In my cup is that purple shit
I just dropped me a triple stack
But I don’t know if it’s working yet
I don’t know if it’s worth it yet
Straight shot, this shit burned my chest
I’m so high, just bumped my head
But I don’t know if it’s hurting yet
I’m waking up, put my clothes on
Big table, my phone gone
No fool but that stove on
That loud smoke, it was so strong
Your big chacker psychotic
‘Cause she wanted dick and I got it
Got like 30 grand in my pockets
Smoke like 30 grams of exotic
It’s Advil and my shades on
Room blacker than Akon cuban on like Raekwon
I check to see if my safe gone
You off nigga, I stay on
Boss nigga, I stay strong
She throwin’ up when that’s all done
You could tell that she on drugs
Pop pills, I pop bottles
I smoke weed with top models
I’m on one, I’m gone son
It’s 10 of us so we all done
Advils and sunglasses
Last night was Mad real
Advils and sunglasses
Last night was Mad real
Rosé, gold label
Got enough bread for my own label
Bitch ain’t even wanna eat yet
Now she throwin’ up on my whole table
Xanies, Maxies
Damn these motherfuckers got me
Fucked up but tough luck
Go ahead nigga fill my cup up
I’m shitfaced, smacked out
Like Ali and his last belt
I’m stumblin’, bitch come again?
Better slow down with your fast mouth
You mad bruh? Pull up
Where the fuck is your bathroom?
If I don’t get there quick fast
Then it’s about to be some bad news
I’m on one, matter fact I am on two
On 3, on 4 next thing is that encore
Yea motherfucker we want more
It’s mad real when we on tour
Come pass me that last pill
Sunglasses and Advils