Junkie Lyrics

Yeah, what?

Stacks, what?

Yeah, Huh

Off-White Nikes on my feet, box logo on the shirt

When I'm on the street, I'm always on alert

Chrome Hearts on my bitch, I know she deserves it

I'm getting so damn rich, none of this shit is luck

Me and my brothers are smoking gas, we've been feeling stuck

Hoes keep shaking ass for a couple of bucks

150 on the dash, boy I'm finna swerve

This is a JDM, not a weak Lambo truck

I'm only eighteen but I've been through a lot of shit

I'm only eighteen and I've already seen a lot of shit

Sometimes I do smoke to forget that shit

Cap, I don't smoke, fuck that shit

Pills, percs, and some codein, just for the hell of it

Homie said I was a dope fiend, you can not tell me that

Shorty tried to give me some lean, she knows I fuck with that

The Glock ain't got no motherfucking beam, I can not shoot with that

Nah, I can not shoot with that

The Glock ain't got no motherfucking beam, I can not shoot with that

I can not shoot with that

Motherfucking beam, I can not shoot with that

Off-White Nikes on my feet, box logo on the shirt

When I'm on the street, I'm always on alert

Chrome Hearts on my bitch, I know she deserves it

I'm getting so damn rich, none of this shit is luck

Me and my brothers are smoking gas, we've been feeling stuck

Hoes keep shaking ass for a couple of bucks

150 on the dash, boy I'm finna swerve

This is a JDM, not a weak Lambo truck

Be careful, you know my Draco finna spray

30 rounds on you, today is not your day

Boy, you're out of luck, this is the Tecca way

I ain't got no fucking mercy, I'm bout to take your soul away

Stomp him, stomp him, stomp him, stomp him, he ain't finna get away

Pussy, you can not hide forever, you know I'll find away

To get you, yeah, boy you going to die today

I swear to god if I find you, I'm bout to hit you with this K

Shit, hit you with this K

I swear to god if I find you, I'm bout to hit you with this K

Yeah, huh, I swear to god if I find you, I'm bout to hit you with this K

Off-White Nikes on my feet, box logo on the shirt

When I'm on the street, I'm always on alert

Chrome Hearts on my bitch, I know she deserves it

I'm getting so damn rich, none of this shit is luck

Me and my brothers are smoking gas, we've been feeling stuck

Hoes keep shaking ass for a couple of bucks

150 on the dash, boy I'm finna swerve

This is a JDM, not a weak Lambo truck