Better Off The Drugs Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I feel better off the drugs, baby
The fuck you mean
Mama raise a slick ass shhh, nigga, don't tell
Now you can ask behind my back, but what she say, I raise hell
My dawg gon' keep callin' my phone with back to back on big sales
Like I feel better off the liquor, baby, it's not gin
I'm gon' keep beatin' the booth, why
Cause I can't fail
I think that playa shit p but my pops ain't did it well
I give two fucks bout what I been through, you know I'm gon' prevail
Grandma said, don't turn it down, son, you hot as hell
Every time I hit the booth, I cook this shit like fresh meal
Y-YG, that lil' hot nigga, I'm hot as hell
Ain't no way you cannot see, g, I'm movin' crystal clear
I'm like, yeah, I'm that stoner, baby No conversation with your honor, baby
I'm smooth, gifted with the pass, I give it underhanded
No, I'm not giving' niggas pass for what he did, cause that's my honor, baby yes, sir
What that means every time I get a beat, I treat this shit like Ike and Tina
Me and gang post in the hood like, fuck a cop car
We duckin' heavy charges, fuck a misdemeanor
Now he can run his mouth bout stoner' vice versa, don't like it either nigga
Like I feel better off the drugs, baby, the fuck you mean
Mama raise a slick ass, nigga, don't tell
Now you can ask behind my back, but what she say
I raise hell My dawg gon' keep callin' my phone with back
To back on big sales
Like I feel better off the liquor, baby, it's not gin
I'm gon' keep beatin' the booth, why cause
I can't fail I think that playa shit p
But my pops ain't had did it well
I give too fucks bout what I been through you know I'm gon' prevail Grandma said, don't turn it down, son you hot as hell
Every time I hit the booth, I cook this shit like fresh meal
Now you can ask behind my back but wht she say I raise hell my dawg gone keep calling my phone with back to back on big sales
I think that playa shit p But my pop ain't' had did it well
I give two fucks bout what I been through You know I'm gon' prevail
Don't turn it down, son you hot as hell
Every time I hit the booth, I cook this shit like fresh meal