CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : PMWD (Pain Mixed With Drugs)

(I'm working on dying)
Yuh, uh

In the cup I mix pain with the drugs
I got thot b*t*hes showing me love
I don't talk [?]
She gon' ride on [?]
I got Vetements [?]
In my whip, .42 on my cabin
Hop with the track and we shootin' (Uh)
I got too many [?]
Bought the fifty [?]
Bought the [?] and I hop in the Uber
True Religion, it's just for my shooter
Imma talk about jewels with my jeweler
Count a hundred racks, I'm not worried about her 'cause she coming back
[?]... just like a lumber jack
Got a thousand a jean, you don't understand
out the restroom
I knew it wasn't it when I met you
I got VVs diamonds [?]
Got on Cartier, just what I'm into
Got the Goyard backpack, what I'm into
Slatt
With your sister, I f**k from the back
Shе got [?]
Bought Alyx, it covers my leg [?]
I got Saint Laurent sh*t, just for my bag
Throwing [?] 'causе you n***as be in the way
F**ked her once and I told her to be on her way
And I used to hop out of the Honda Civic
F**k a [?] I'm rocking all Margiela
I got Gosha [?]
Bought the Rick [?]
In the Wraith and you know that the stars with it

I hope you screen recorded that sh*t
I hope you screen recorded that sh*t
Hope you screen recorded that sh*t
I hope you screen recorded that sh*t