Drugs (Lean Mix) Lyrics

(Ayy woo!)

Fuck it up, Juice don't need no chaser

(Ayy woo!)

F-fuck it up, Juice don't need no chaser

(Haaa!?!?)

(Ayy woo!)

Fuck it up, Juice don't need no chaser

(Huh? What?)

Fuck it up, Juice don't need no chaser

I still don't remember what happened that night, nigga said try this shit, I bet you gone take flight

Now I usually don't try different shit but this time, I said fuck it, lemme see what this hype about

Juice popped hella percocets,

xpills xannies, I use to buy scripts from my co-workers granny

Bro poured me a drink and gave me some candy, he said sip this shit you might feel like a zombie

Codeine, promethazine, never sipped on nun like this before, oh it's a go, you can't get this shit at the sto', maybe you can get it from where you cop all yo blow

It's taking effect

I'm starting to feel some heat on

the right side of my neck

Euphoric feeling start filling my body

Stop watchin' me bitch, get a hobby

I'm bout to be higher than Whitney & Bobby, feel like I'm invincible ho nigga try me

My mind does a 180, backwards as fuck

I can't even lie, I'm high and I'm stuck

As I get up off the couch my mind racing like Indy, that Sprite and that lean bouta fuck up my kidneys

I got 0 confidence Calvin Ridley, that I can walk, and chew on some Wrigley's

Man fuck this shit not doin' this again

I'm praying to the sky, ok God you win

Codeine got me feeling like 8 different ways

I'm glad this ain't long term it's only a phase

Aye, day after day

I doin' some drugs, to help some of the pain and sorrow go away

You'z a bitch, I'm just calling a spade a spade, I'm bouta get slurped, but my body moving slow, so the shit just got delayed

She text me 3 times Dwyane Wade

Bro said this shit from Detroit, Cade

I'm bouta get laid, but a nigga still feeling strange, I was texting her back but I'm fried, I forgot her name, woah!

Aye, what the fuck is this?, swing and a miss, back on my ass, I'm walking with a limp so many emotions off this shit

I want some head but man I am so lit!

Aye, lil' bitch blowing up my 15 Pro

Aye my eyes can't focus, I dun lost control

But I'll still beat yo ass, aye just so you know

My mentals is cooked, I'm feeling confrontational

Jay Got Juice talent generational

You post a track bitch, check the ratio

If you don't sip this shit once you'z a scary ho

Mixin' all these drugs had me higher than the gas bill

I crashed, then I woke up 8 hours later aye my cup dun got spilled

I got a fuckin' headache, every thing blurry man this shii ill

What happened? Why are my jeans unzipped? Did one of you mfs cop a feel?

Then Marcus said aiyyo Juice man how you don't remember, yo ass was knocked out cold, below zero like it was December

You came up out the bathroom smiling

I looked at my watch it was like 5am

I asked you what was going on, all yo ass did was smile, laugh and grin

Then I saw Keke come out on yo heel

She was fixin' her bra man, I knew the deal

Drippin' down her leg she was wet like a seal, you was tryna catch yo breath, told you lay down and chill

I wanted to smack this nigga like my 1st name was Will, cuz I told Keke she could never get the D,

Even if she pay a couple of my bills

I still don't remember what happened that night, nigga said try this shit, I bet you gone take flight

Now I usually don't try different shit but this time, I said fuck it lemme see what this hype about

Juice popped hella percocets,

x pills, xannies, I used to buy

scripts from my coworkers granny

Bro poured me a drink and gave me some candy, he said sip this

shit, you might feel like a zombie