Menthol (Rashad Isaiah)

She so fuckable, and she got the menthol And Tunji brought the trees that turned my trousers into cement drawls Sleeping on couches, only vouchers is my in-laws He sold ten ounces, one verse is like an eight ball Look, I seen it crystal clear, I seen a pistol near Seen it cock back and knock caps like it's senior year These niggas think I give a fuck, I could drink a beer Read a magazine, hut, hut, pass interference I've been riding clean in my bucket for a couple years I've been pre-stressed Laurence Pucket, mothafucka, yeah Baby hold my hand while I stumble up these fucking stairs Know your nigga here, you still suckin', why you fucking scared? And hoes love it when I'm high off life, cause she know I'm getting faded, I could fuck all night Y'all too busy popping Mollys, you could die off hype My favorite rapper popping ollies and he rap all dyke, I know it I had a couple drinks, and I wonder If I could call you, tomorrow and borrow, your heart See I've been stressing for a blessing The one that would set me apart, set me apart I got all my problems, but I no have no weed When they say money solve 'em, I say "No, not me" And I don't love no more, but I'll just let you be Cause you see all my problems and you still had loved me You cut your hair about as short as your temper, the prescription For dementia, start slipping an elixirs make it hard to remember As I recall it with your heart in a blender, drinks spiking Still chilling, put your life on ice and sink like me Actions of us, lacking the passion, but think Righteous from pussy upon a tongue, to calling to hear my son Thought the remedy was balling, I'm falling darling I'm done Finna to be a workaholic, an alcoholic or somethin', I'm just calling baby