[Intro]
Bitch, I might pop a pill
[Chorus]
Bitch, I might pop a pill
If my PO ask, I'm like, "Oh no, not for real"
I was just talkin' shit to the microphone the whole time
Both my pockets filled with two different things
That you might mix together, some' like chocolate milk
f*ck what you talkin' 'bout, bitch, I might pop a pill
If my PO ask, I'm like, "Oh no, not for real"
I was just talkin' shit to the microphone the whole time
Both my pockets filled with two different things
That you might mix together, some like chocolate milk
f*ck what you talkin' 'bout, bitch, I might pop a pill
[Verse]
Ain't it funny how you finally come around
And I start coming down
You ask me if I might have any more and I got plenty, sure
I check the bottle and I just ain't got none left, damn
Bitch, y'all have got to chill, someone been off in my cookie jar
I didn't have to look too far, I'm blaming you for it
Yeah, bitch, you know it, you act like I got so high I forgot
Bitch, I'm not, the whole time got that look in your eye like
[Chorus]
I might pop a pill
If my PO ask, I'm like, "Oh no, not for real"
I was just talkin' shit to the microphone the whole time
Both my pockets filled with two different things
That you might mix together, some' like chocolate milk
f*ck what you talkin' 'bout, bitch, I might pop a pill
If my PO ask, I'm like, "Oh no, not for real"
I was just talkin' shit to the microphone the whole time
Both my pockets filled with two different things
That you might mix together, some like chocolate milk
f*ck what you talkin' 'bout, bitch, I might pop a pill, yeah
[Outro]
Bitch, I might pop a pill
Where my damn cellophane?
Ayy bro, where my damn cellophane at?
[?] you took, man, [?] you take it
Man you lie and you look f*cked up right now
Matter of fact
Matter of fact I might just bust one down
And roll me up a dollar bill
f*ck is you talkin' 'bout, bitch? I might pop a pill