Thug Therapy - M.P.W.L. lyrics

[Intro x4: Lil Wyte] Molly pills, weed, liquor [Verse 1: Lil Wyte] I'm about to do what Triple 6 did to me way back in 1994 Corrupt your kids and start it all over, this Mafia sh** will never go (Ma-ma-mafia) Smoke weed, dri-drink liquor, get high as a motherf**er Fu-f** b**hes, get money and never sleep around f**ing s**er I'm on a cap and a half and I ain't even hardly hit the Crown Way more focused then I was an hour ago and I still and I still won't lay you down I'm in the studio, it's 4:34 and I'm going ham on this lody beat Me and Thug Therapy on a little bit of everything You better believe we super geeked I'm high as a plane, drunk as a fish, now all I really need is a trippy chick One that knows how to party, turn up quick, and bend over and this dick The name is Lil Wyte, if you thought I was dead you got another motherf**ing thing coming ho I'm up in this b**h, all da way turnt, I'm probaby gonna be da last one out the door [Hook x2: Lil Wyte] Molly (Turn up) Pills (Get high) Weed (Get drunk) Liquor (Get f**ed up) Molly (Turn up) Pills (Get high) Weed (Get drunk) Liquor (Get f**ed up) Molly (Turn up) Pills (Get high) Weed (Get drunk) Liquor (Get f**ed up) Molly (Turn up) Pills (Turn up) Weed (Turn up) Liquor (Turn up) [Verse 2: Thug Therapy] Loratabs, percocets, weed Do you got what the f** I need? With my trippy kit and some yellow sticks, pain k**ers for dinner it's time to eat It ain't good molly if I got to sleep It ain't no party if there ain't no freaks Full of them beans if you know what I mean It's ace in her face and she on her knees What the f** you thought it was? That ain't kush, that's Cali Bud It's we about to get high or what That's OG Wyte Kush, fire it up Hit it, split it, pop it, drop it Down a couple roxies then I rock it Cla** A narcotics in my pocket n***a we about to take off Blunts to the sky, cups to the right Ain't no catching me, alright Mane I'm already gone Pa** that strong, forgot how many mollies I'm on Wyte got me on some sh**, and he call it Molly Lean And pills all out at 8, that's a quickie stoner momma made I sip lean and I pop bean, blue cheese with my blue dream Couple blue eyed girls on the Wyte Ball, what's that? A wet dream Now everything coming to speed, why is everybody looking at me? Pop another molly, pop another bottle About to stand on the table, what the f** you mean? [Hook x2: Lil Wyte] [Verse 3: Frayser Boy] n***a everything I do, got a sip mud, gotta blow strong Smoke dang near a whole zone, like CVS when I go home Got loratabs, got percocet, on bars, this how I started off With a cup of drank, got a blunt of dank, now I'm throwed got a n***a nodding off Wyte brought the drough with the Therapy, my n***as they brought some more When will it stop? I don't know, my white b**h she stone blowed We drugged out on everything, when I'm high my mind just elevate n***a pop a pill, won't hesitate, we turnt up like every day We talking shots, we f**ing hoes, we blowing loud, we [?] We popping pills, we getting high, this the life we live just to get by I'm fly high, no coming down, I be in the clouds, no parachute We f**ed up on them d**, to the point where a n***a gotta carry you Let's go [Hook x2: Lil Wyte]