Nauseous

Woke up feeling nauseous
Last night nigga partied hard
Driving home too cautious
Swear to god need a bodyguard
I do this shit too often
Fucking hoes and flossing
That’s why I’m feeling so nauseous
I pray this shit don’t cost me
Woke up feeling nauseous
Last night nigga partied hard
Driving home too cautious
Swear to god need a bodyguard
I do this shit too often
Fucking hoes and flossing
That’s why I’m feeling so nauseous
I pray this shit don’t cost me
Woke up feeling nauseous
Last night was a real party
Smoking weed like Bob Marley
We was popping pills
We was getting naughty
Ones in the air, Ones over here
Order bottles like a nigga don’t care
That’s why I’m feeling real nauseous
Driving home too cautious
Tryna shake the shit off me
Pills on a nigga real bad
Driving slow but it feel fast
Got a bad bitch with the real ass
Like to grip the dick when I hit the gas
Not to mention nigga had to hit the gas
That’s why I’m driving too cautious
Trying not to get nauseous
Still out here flossing
Diamonds wet like a dolphin
Can’t get caught slipping cause that shit gonna cost me
Bodyguard on point
He say he gon off her
That’s why I’m driving too cautious
Trying not to get nauseous
Woke up feeling nauseous
Last night nigga partied hard
Driving home too cautious
Swear to god need a bodyguard
I do this shit too often
Fucking hoes and flossing
That’s why I’m feeling so nauseous
I pray this shit don’t cost me
Woke up feeling nauseous
Last night nigga partied hard
Driving home too cautious
Swear to god need a bodyguard
I do this shit too often
Fucking hoes and flossing
That’s why I’m feeling so nauseous
I pray this shit don’t cost me
Last night we was lit
Twenty bottles and a fifth
Poured off a couple thousand ones and we ain’t walked out wit shit
Turnt up to the max
Too stiff in that
Stayed down on my grind
Ran up me a sack
Same nigga that was hating on me
Want me all on they track
Got me feeling all cautious
Walk around with my strap
Niggas say they gon buss who, rob who
Boy stop
Big dawg, real rims, real right, off top
In the club, I’m strap wit it
All black, new glocc
Represent that east coast, that west coast
Gone rock
Out the mud I came wit it
Money in my mailbox
Feeling like this Deathrow
Suge knight, 2Pac
Woke up feeling nauseous
Last night nigga partied hard
Driving home too cautious
Swear to god need a bodyguard
I do this shit too often
Fucking hoes and flossing
That’s why I’m feeling so nauseous
I pray this shit don’t cost me
Woke up feeling nauseous
Last night nigga partied hard
Driving home too cautious
Swear to god need a bodyguard
I do this shit too often
Fucking hoes and flossing
That’s why I’m feeling so nauseous
I pray this shit don’t cost me