[Hook: Phlo Finister] Promethazine and Codeine Actavis and Hi-Tech [Chorus: Phlo Finister] Promethazine and Codeine Actavis and Hi-Tech Actavis and Hi-Tech Actavis and Hi-Tech Driving down the H Town In that Aston Martin In that Aston Martin In that Aston Martin Feel so ill Need to refill my prescription Refill my prescription Refill my prescription Ride around the city With the bands in the trunk With the bands in the trunk With the bands in the trunk [Verse 1: 2$ Fabo] I'm floating on a cloud And I can't come down Turn back up now I'm seeing spaceships loaded Feeling good cause I rock and roll it It hit me like a bomb I exploded Every time I break the seal I swear I can't control it I be like hold up (hold it) Hold up (hold it) Hold up (hold it) (hold it) I go and see my doctor for that special feelin' He wanna get my prescription, it's a better livin' f** the police, they just tryin'a get somebody dealing I'm throwing money everywhere. I'm sick. I need some healing [Chorus] [Verse 2: 2$ Fabo] (FABO! OH!) I'll reverse Two dolls in the room getting freaky with the nuts New experimental d**, and now she wanna twerk So what the f** make you come [?] Slow it down and speed it up This is for the hippies who don't really give a f** This is screwed up Now put your hands up Go straight out the bar while I double my cup Geek all-stars, they don't do it like us I got a superstar swag with a hollywood touch Pimp with a limp Take em to church "Fabo, you leaning'" Thank you very much! Pour it up motherf**a Let me get another line Look at the dime And look at me shine And look at the club, they'll all rewind us Scotty, beam me up! It's perfect timing I wanna get geeked up in France And ride around the country with the bands Turn up as soon as I land On promethazine and codeine, doing my dance [Hook] [Verse 3: 2$ FABO] I party hard, take some more Can't stop until they throw me out the door Pa** out. Wake up and play football, baby Watch me score I'm rich, I can't be ignored I'm too extravagant and I explore And everything I do, I do it galore I'm international. Turn up some more Houston we have a problem I [?] to help me solve them [?], Rossi. Take all of them real bag guys, play above the rim Bumping weight like I ache in the gym Don't blow my high, it might get a little grim No survivor, your chances are slim If they hate on drink then don't f** with them