Chris Travis - Stuck On The Couch (Intro) lyrics

[Hook] [X2] Now Ima' f** all these hoes, Ima' smoke on my weed, I can give two f**s bout whatchu n***as think Real n***a in your face, p**y betta not blink I drink this sh** up if it's purple or pink [Verse 1] As I slow this in my cup, I gather all of my thoughts Time moving real fast, I'm moving slower than a sloth Tell the n***as f** with me, I'm comin' straight from the South East side of the M where this real n***a found If you n***as got ah problem gon' and bring ya a** down God damn I'm sick and tired of these mothaf**en clowns, Ima have to paint em up since that's what they about Hide some mothaf**en secrets, hide in yo damn house But ima keep it real, long as you shutcho' mouth Poppin' pills, gettin' trippy at my grandmothers house Boy you better keep up, think I kinda slowed you down Like you want some mixed pills and you po'd up an ounce [Hook]