Bitch, I might pop a pill

Bitch, I might pop a pill
If my PO ask, I'm like, "Oh no, not for real"
I was just talkin' shit to the microphone the whole time
Both my pockets filled with two different things
That you might mix together, some' like chocolate milk
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout, bitch, I might pop a pill
If my PO ask, I'm like, "Oh no, not for real"
I was just talkin' shit to the microphone the whole time
Both my pockets filled with two different things
That you might mix together, some like chocolate milk
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout, bitch, I might pop a pill

Ain't it funny how you finally come around and I start coming down
You ask me if I might have any more and I got plenty, sure
I check the bottle and I just ain't got none left, damn
Bitch, y'all have got to chill, someone been off in my cookie jar
I didn't have to look too far, I'm blaming you for it
Yeah, bitch, you know it, you act like I got so high I forgot
Bitch, I'm not, the whole time got that look in your eye like

I might pop a pill
If my PO ask, I'm like, "Oh no, not for real"
I was just talkin' shit to the microphone the whole time
Both my pockets filled with two different things
That you might mix together, some' like chocolate milk
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout, bitch, I might pop a pill
If my PO ask, I'm like, "Oh no, not for real"
I was just talkin' shit to the microphone the whole time
Both my pockets filled with two different things
That you might mix together, some like chocolate milk
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout, bitch, I might pop a pill, yeah

Bitch, I might pop a pill
Where my damn cellophane?
Ayy bro, where my damn cellophane at?
I mean you took, man, I mean you take it
Man you lie and you look fucked up right now
Matter of fact
Matter of fact I might just bust one down
And roll me up a dollar bill
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, bitch? I might pop a pill