stems

I don't trust no one
Don't know if I trust her with this gun
She don't matter I'll just find another one
Withdrawals killing me I have no fun
Off the xanax in this classroom
Last year, I was selling xanax in the classroom
Test me, I got glocks on me I might just blast you
Off the ketamine, shawty call my phone said "Odin I'm mad at you"
I'm a boss, yo pockets skinny as fuck
Shawty tweaking, tell that hoe to grow up
Makin money otherwise I ain't been up to much
Pop this pill, and it's blue, it say 30 with an M
When it come to the drugs I'm a motherfucking chem'
And this hoe bad as fuck, she a motherfucking gem

You ain't burning gas, you smoking stems
I be on my own shit, all these rappers follow trends
Only thing that support me is the drugs, fuck my friends
Fuck my life, what's the point, this does not make no sense
And I got some designer on, it cost a couple bands
Watch me walk in the mall, I won't see how much I spend
Yeah I walk in this bitch, I don't count how much I spend
On the motherfucking highway, speeding in that Benz