Flow - Withdrawalz (Ft. Drop Boy Dell) | Текст песни

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[Intro]
On a daily basis I consume enough drugs to sedate Manhattan, Long Island, and Queens for a month. I take Quaaludes 10-15 times a day for my "back pain", Adderall to stay focused, Xanax to take the edge off, pot to mellow me out, cocaine to wake me back up again, and morphine... Well, because it's awesome

[Hook: Drop Boy Dell]
Every time I hit the bank it's only withdrawals
When I ain't got no drank I'm wit' the withdrawals
Withdrawals, withdrawals, withdrawals (x2)
My family say I need to go to rehab
But fuck that rehab, knowing Imma relapse

[Verse 1: Flow]
Sippin' on that HiTech, smokin' on that loud pack
Even if you ain't around me bitch you still gon' catch a contact
Man they waitin' for that Withdrawalz, they like "Flow when you gon' drop that?"
Had to tell 'em "Hold your horses, bitch I haven't let you down yet!"
Yeah I heard about the acti, now what I'm gonna do?
When I found out it was true, I had to call my brother Tune
Ask him did he have a pint & have to [?]
And do he got some put away for rainy days or just incase?
I still pop the percocets, and them Lortabs
Bumpin' Whitney Houston, got me scared to take a bath
Drinkin' on that punch, I'm duckin' like you threw a jab
Bitch this Drugged Out 101 & everybody sleep in class
Hero!

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Flow]
Man I swear I need to detox, straight drop in my peach pop
I stay focused, but I'm so loaded
I could drop dead when the beat drop (Ha!)
Niggas stay duckin', popped a pill & I ain't ate nothin'
You can keep your drank cause it taste funny
My nigga Bonka said he got a 8 for me
Black chucks, red strings, got a black Glock with the red beam
I'm wit' a red bitch she got red hair, we in a red whip, sippin' red lean
No activis, all they had was this
If you ain't sipped out, you can't chill wit' us
Y'all the type of niggas buy anything
That's how you niggas ain't real sippers
I'm always on the move, let me check my schedule
Lean got a nigga movin' slow as your Grandma
And I'm on that gas without my foot on the pedal
Eyes low like a nigga cook lo mein special
Told your bitch "Fuck a picture", want that pussy in person
Smoke girl scout cookies, we don't fuck wit' the purple
And we well overdue, you motherfuckers deserve it
You know I got shit to stop your stomach from hurtin'

[Hook]

[Outro]

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