Pick Your Poison Songtext
von Rob49

Yeah (go crazy), uh
(Whew) you recordin′? (Whew, whew)
I'm rollin′ (go crazy)
Cut the vibe to this (ah, I sure can, go crazy) yeah
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my - Doe, bah, yeah)

You tryna cry in New England or New Orleans? (What you doin'? Yeah)
Huh, you tryna cry in a Nissan or a 'Rari? (Or that ′Rari car)
Huh, you tryna cry in G-Shocks or a Carti′? (Or that Carti' watch)
Yeah, you tryna - a boss or your stalker? (What you doin′?)

Yeah, you tryna - a runner or a baller? (Or a baller, -)
Yeah, you tryna be a bum or a boss -? (I bet a boss -, huh?)
Huh, you tryna cry in houses or apartments? (I bet them houses, huh?)
Yeah, you tryna cry in Miami or Milwaukee? (I bet Skyami, huh?)

Yeah, you tryna cry in Saint Lucia or Saint Thomas? (What you doin'? Yeah)
Huh, huh, you tryna cry in a Buick or a Brabus? (Ay, that Brabus, yeah)
Huh, you tryna live at home or a coffin? (-, yeah)
Huh, if I was you, -, I′d stop that talkin', huh (hoo)


Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah, huh, huh, huh)
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah, huh, huh, huh)
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah, huh, huh, huh)
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah, alright, huh, huh)

Yeah, I done counted the green so long, my thumb look just like a - pickle (yeah)
I ain′t leavin' the studio, we in Houston, tell Eric, "Bring the strippers" (yeah)
She tell me she on the game, but I like it, baby, I'll play it with you
She ain′t puttin′ on no Jordans, my - bossed up in Chanelly tennis (alright)

-, - Comme des Garçon', I can′t come cheap, I'm dripped in the Chrome (for real)
Ten thousand for these Givenchy pants and I can′t put this - back on, - (at all)
I don't get high off weed, when they looked, it had pills in my lungs, yeah (pills in my lungs)
I ain′t even tryna get kissed, still got pill powder on my tongue (hoo), yeah (yeah, yeah)

My heart so full of anger, I'm goin' out with my banger
Maybach backed in at the hangar, you don′t need keys for this - to crank up
Young don dada, Ronald Reagan
I remember - who was tryna play me, now I′m sayin', "Who tryna have my baby?" Hoo

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah, huh, huh, huh)
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah, huh, huh, huh)
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah, huh, huh, huh)
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah, alright, huh, huh, yeah)


You tryna cry in New England or New Orleans? (What you doin′? Yeah)
Huh, huh, you tryna cry in a Buick or a Brabus? (Ay, that Brabus, yeah)
Huh, you tryna live at home or a coffin? (-, yeah)
Huh, if I was you, -, I'd stop that talkin′, huh (hoo)