Dope Sick In The Summer [prod. FUTR Ruuster] by James Wames 💎 published on 2023-02-28T03:29:19Z Follow Me: linktr.ee/james.wames Lyrics: Naaahh, naw na not that This life be too short to follow that shit! It's some hate It's some hate in my heart It's some hate in my heart It's some hate in my heart my heart Narcan rob my grave Got a bag of dope from a street lamp he was standing on the corner Drop your bitch on I-eighty left her standing on the shoulder I wanna feel a little bit nervous Lil' bitch I need you like up at my service Abuse on a substance like a fucking wife beater And I'm pouring up this liquid by the fucking milliliter I just got arrested by a cop And I told him that my balls just dropped Broke out of the cuff lit blunt took a puff Pay him off with cash I race one-fifty on the dash Pig brain got a motherfucking slug in it Fuck the pigs til my life fucking done in this I might eat a xan, melt it If it was in my hand right now I might sniff a perc like bitch No bars pow wow wow wow Inevitable, premature death Reinvent my world, take my last breath I ran out of drug, I don't fuck with meth I ran out of drug, Feel like a reason for death I got a sub in my lip kiss her before she suck my shit Now got Suboxone on my dick By traditional terms, I ain't really from the mud I get high on dirt put twenty ounces in my mud I get high on dirt put twenty ounces in my mud Keep the bushes down low So I can see the snakes coming Fuck! I just got three-o-two-ed They put me back in the asylum I can't even sniff no blues Perc thirty-one, but I got clean Three-one not a thirty where the pills where the weed I might eat a xan, melt it If it was in my hand right now I might sniff a perc like bitch No bars pow wow wow wow Mobin it Mobin it but I ain't got no mob Yoppin of a yoppa in a fucking helicopter M-thirty upside imprinted W for the Wames I don't need no thirties I just raw dog all this pain I'm up in arenas Colosseum with my brain On some gladiator shit I like to feel the fucking pain You got something to say? Say it to my corpse All this blowing my brain shit for that I'm just a whore I do the limbo I do the limbo How low can I go how low can I go? How low can I go how low? That's FUTR Ruuster That's FUTR Ruuster on the beat That's Ruuster on the beat bitch! Dope Sick In The Summer [prod. FUTR Ruuster] - James Wames \_> Genre Tr!p!e !t