This is a song about "Oxy 5mg"

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

Sipping gin an you cringe on an oxy binge

I think found where your mind was

High of oxy im hardly conscious

Cause them wolf gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like

Ecstacy, #oxy, a bit of weed mixed with meth that'll be #alright,

Not just the oxy but drugs of all description

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Drugs to replace oxy, but i'd rather have