RiFF RAFF - RAP GAME DONUT SPRiNKLES lyrics

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RiFF RAFF - RAP GAME DONUT SPRiNKLES lyrics

I'm popping Vicodins like vitamins and spike it with some Ultram Like my leg was broken, but it's never over the counter I'm talking only stuff that's potent and man I get to panickin' When I don't get my Xanax, so I maxed out my Am-Ex Causing ma**ive kidney damage with that high powered chemistry 9 shots of Hennessy with 5 hour energy Guess it's maybe safe to say that I'll try anything Pop until I drop or start to wile out mentally Had a blast in Amsterdam, adapted to my habitat I smoke the fattest sack you thought I had some cataracts Dropped so many tabs of acid that the lab was baffled When they took my piss test had their a**es flabbergasted I got a dozen different Doctors and a pocket of referrals Poppin' pills until I'm numb just like I got an epidural Got a pile of Valuim and Jordan's full of harder sh** The pharmacist is lecturing about all the harm it did But I don't listen cause I got a prescription And I'm not paying attention to the f**in' bottle's inscription I'm mixing liquor with it just to give it that extra kick I'll probably wake up in the morning not remembering sh** Hook Hey stay faded, Keep them crazy White boy wasted Hey stay faded, Keep them crazy White boy wasted Hey stay faded, Keep them crazy White boy wasted Hey stay faded, Keep them crazy White boy wasted Verse 2: Cuzzo D The party is whack 'n sh**, hit your medicine cabinet To see what you got in it, not hesitant, grabbin' it Jackin' it, put it in my jacket for later f** it, I'mma do sh**, take it to the face then Cleanin' out your codeine, droppin' all your Klonopin Never take a few of 'em, always pop a lot of 'em Toppin' it with crystal, but that sh** got me twisted up Saw my ex girl, I told her that I missed her But I didn't, I was kiddin', I asked did she want to get High, she was like why you got Marijuana Nah, I got a grab bag like a pharmacists a**istant But you ain't getting sh** because Karma is a b**h, kid All my medicine is better than Excedrin Got a lot of mescaline and hella pseudoephedrine Hysterical seroquel, that sh** is over rated f** getting' faded, yo, I get eliminated Verse 3: Riff Raff Uh, one time for the vic's Past midnight looking for a couple mics Running red lights, red beam with the sights Girls bringing rice looking better in the night Carbon copy frame, I forgot her damn name Looking at my chain might polar freeze your brain It's a brain freeze, I could climb a tree I could sneeze and cause a thunderstorm in Italy Knock some promethazine I could label print, white line, peppermint Skinny b**hes snorting lines, thin in the gym Hanging on the rim, tin skin paper thin Ay, I'm f**ed up Somebody pa** me my cup Ah sh**, what all these lights looking like though What all these lights looking like though

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