CoaastGxd - Therapy Lyrics

Pulling up, pouring up
4 oz in a solo cup
Working like a fiend so I can't pour enough
Storing all my feelings I can't even start exploring em
Leave me to my pills
I'm popping four of em
Call the coroner
Dropping bodies watch 'em fall in the corridor
Reaper the sorcerer
Triple six visions like I'm finna torture ya
Pulling up, pouring up
4 oz in a solo cup
Working like a fiend so I can't pour enough
Storing all my feelings I can't even start exploring em
Leave me to my pills
I'm popping four of em
Call the coroner
Dropping bodies watch 'em fall in the corridor
Reaper the sorcerer
Triple six visions like I'm finna torture ya
I'm in the back of the Cadillac wiling the loud got me slumped I'm like "whoa"
Moving so silently
Trynna be violent
I call up my shooters on low
Load the corolla my homies roll up and they ready to let it all blow
I said it again and again if you pull up you end up like six feet below
Lay low
Put a gram in my nose
Smoke blunts till I can't feel my toes
Tell your punk friend he don't want smoke
Lord knows this shit ain't no joke
Tip-toe when I take souls
Bae knows that I cant be swayed by the bankroll
Self-mutilate like I'm Van Gogh
Bound in the back trynna ask where van go
Pulling up, pouring up
4 oz in a solo cup
Working like a fiend so I can't pour enough
Storing all my feelings I can't even start exploring em
Leave me to my pills
I'm popping four of em
Call the coroner
Dropping bodies watch 'em fall in the corridor
Reaper the sorcerer
Triple six visions like I'm finna torture ya
Pulling up, pouring up
4 oz in a solo cup
Working like a fiend so I can't pour enough
Storing all my feelings I can't even start exploring em
Leave me to my pills
I'm popping four of 'em
Call the coroner
Dropping bodies watch 'em fall in the corridor
Reaper the sorcerer
Triple six visions like I'm finna torture ya
Pulling up, pouring up
4 oz in a solo cup
Working like a fiend so I can't pour enough
Storing all my feelings I can't even start exploring em
Leave me to my pills
I'm popping four of 'em
Call the coroner
Dropping bodies watch 'em fall in the corridor
Reaper the sorcerer
Triple six visions like I'm finna torture ya

Pulling up, pouring up
4 oz in a solo cup
Working like a fiend so I can't pour enough
Storing all my feelings I can't even start exploring em
Leave me to my pills
I'm popping four of em
Call the coroner
Dropping bodies watch 'em fall in the corridor
Reaper the sorcerer
Triple six visions like I'm finna torture ya
Pulling up, pouring up
4 oz in a solo cup
Working like a fiend so I can't pour enough
Storing all my feelings I can't even start exploring em
Leave me to my pills
I'm popping four of em
Call the coroner
Dropping bodies watch 'em fall in the corridor
Reaper the sorcerer
Triple six visions like I'm finna torture ya
I'm in the back of the Cadillac wiling the loud got me slumped I'm like "whoa"
Moving so silently
Trynna be violent
I call up my shooters on low
Load the corolla my homies roll up and they ready to let it all blow
I said it again and again if you pull up you end up like six feet below
Lay low
Put a gram in my nose
Smoke blunts till I can't feel my toes
Tell your punk friend he don't want smoke
Lord knows this shit ain't no joke
Tip-toe when I take souls
Bae knows that I cant be swayed by the bankroll
Self-mutilate like I'm Van Gogh
Bound in the back trynna ask where van go
Pulling up, pouring up
4 oz in a solo cup
Working like a fiend so I can't pour enough
Storing all my feelings I can't even start exploring em
Leave me to my pills
I'm popping four of em
Call the coroner
Dropping bodies watch 'em fall in the corridor
Reaper the sorcerer
Triple six visions like I'm finna torture ya
Pulling up, pouring up
4 oz in a solo cup
Working like a fiend so I can't pour enough
Storing all my feelings I can't even start exploring em
Leave me to my pills
I'm popping four of 'em
Call the coroner
Dropping bodies watch 'em fall in the corridor
Reaper the sorcerer
Triple six visions like I'm finna torture ya
Pulling up, pouring up
4 oz in a solo cup
Working like a fiend so I can't pour enough
Storing all my feelings I can't even start exploring em
Leave me to my pills
I'm popping four of 'em
Call the coroner
Dropping bodies watch 'em fall in the corridor
Reaper the sorcerer
Triple six visions like I'm finna torture ya