Drugs Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2019
Lyrics
Been walking down the dirt road, yeah, like a slave
Saw the guy and I'm still tryna get fuckin' paid
Lookin' at everybody, still tryna get their back
They still doin' the same shit, please don't get mad
Lookin' at me, gotta, gotta cop a new bag
Gotta get outta state, gotta get it so fast
Hell nah, gotta slow down, gotta count my cash
Lookin' at me with a bag, bitch, with a fat ass
Can't hit it from the back, gotta pull up the tracks
Wait a minute, yeah, like that bitch with the feedback
Wait a minute, yeah, she a trap, but she gon' crack
Told everybody, but I can't trust her, can't love her
Yeah, ain't no love from the gutter
Wait a minute, yeah, but I love my brother
Fuck another bad bitch, I swear she's bad too
Bad too, yeah, like a bad toupee
Wait a minute, bad Tuesday, yeah, on a good day
On a good day, on a good way
Head to the top, get the bag, get straight outta state
Swear to God, gotta count my bag, gotta get it long
Wait a minute, yeah, nobody pickin' up the phone
Nobody callin', yeah, nobody textin
Swear to God, yeah, but I know they passin
Once I'm in a booth, I swear to God, spit the truth
I know how it's up and comin', yeah , it keeps hittin' too
Bitch, you really blind, yeah yeah, you ain't no Ray Charles
Walkin' on the white line, yeah, can you stand tall
Can you stand tall? Wait a minute, can you ball
Like Stephen Curry, nigga, I ain't even steppin' in the mall
I ain't even on the stage, I ain't even in the crowd
I told everybody, why you jumpin' around
Everybody get to jumpin', everybody clappin
Everybody scream my name, ( Young Flip) what's happenin'
I don't even know what the fuck's goin' on
They screamin' Y- O-U-N-G till their lungs gone
Lungs gone, wait a minute, yeah, they smokin' strong
Keep that pack, swear to God, yeah, get you gone
Get you gone, wait a minute, to the rooftop
Wait a minute, yeah, yeah, lookin' for your cell phone
Lookin' for your cell phone, is you fuckin' on
Is it, wait a minute, on a Adderall, you gone
Lookin' at everybody, is you home
You can't pick it up or answer on the phone
Wait a minute, yeah, by you, I'm the banana
Poppin' in your mall, put that bitch on some Adderall
Lookin' at me, but I know she will fuck
Drop them drawers, now I hit it from the back
Y'all, yeah, put it on like the tracks, yeah, it's where they got it back
Yeah, I got a hunnid, lovin' chocolates on my back
Told everybody, wait a minute, get the pack gone
I ain't even on the top, I ain't even touch it, homie
I ain't touch the pack and the motherfuckin' weed
Wait a minute, goddamn, now I know it's hard to see
Walkin' here like it's home, yeah, down in a dirt road
Yeah, when you high, when you fuckin' off the go
When you off the go, wait a minute, you ain't home
If you don't feel my love on my scars
Wait a minute, shit gon' set us apart
No love in my heart, but a bullet like a scar
Wait a minute, yeah, but I know you off the drugs
Wait a minute, drugs is your pain, that's a love
Wait a minute, yeah, you addicted like Cubs
Wait a minute, swear to God, shit gon' fuck you up
Yeah, when you off the pills, yeah, when you off the Adderall
Wait a minute, you can't, let me stand tall
Wait a minute, yeah, don't hear it, my phone at all
I don't even wanna talk, yeah, about the drugs
I swear to God, yeah, I keep it, yeah, it's clean clay
Wait a minute, yeah, no dinner on my plate
Wait a minute, yeah, no fries, yeah, no steak
I ain't eatin' that shit, eatin' while I'm losin' weight
It's you all, ain't no drugs, yeah, friends
Wait a minute, yeah, it's the drugs, your friends
Lookin' inside, yeah, see your twin
That's your zombie, yourself in the end
Wait a minute, yeah, it's the drugs, your friend
Lookin' inside, it's the zombie, that's your twin
Lookin' at your twin, wait a minute, is your end
Wait a minute, is you out, or the drugs in
It's the drugs in, it's the drugs in
I swear to God, yeah, it's the shit that fuckin' in
Can't even think straight
Yeah, you off the drugs, yeah, wait, off the yellow plate
Off the yellow plate, wait a minute, your yellow tape
Wait a minute, yeah, off the drugs, that's the new state
New state, wait a minute, yeah, it's the new way
Well, you met everybody, yeah, got the drugs there
Swear to God, yeah, everybody, yeah, off the meds
Wait a minute, yeah, but they poppin' like kids
Swear to God, yeah, that shit so real
Lookin' in their mouth, they drugs, they kill
Drugs, they kill, like a monkey on the back
Wait a minute, can't get the monkey off your back
Can't get the monkey, yeah, dead straight off your back
Swear to God, God, watch out, one's for the rat
Once that rat, wait a minute, try to come back
Off that pack, swear to God, yeah, get a smack
Yeah, get a smack, ten feet, I ain't even sleep
Swear to God, yeah, I'm on the beat, but I gotta eat
Yeah, everybody, wait a minute
Everybody, wait a minute
Swim in the wave, in the wave
Swim in the wave, like a loan
Swim in the wave, swim in the wave
Swim in the wave, and rest
Swim in the wave, and rest
Swim in the wave, in the wave
Swim in the wave, swim in the wave
Swim in the wave, in the wave
Swim in the wave, in the wave
Swim in the wave, in the wave
Swim in the wave, in the wave
Swim in the wave, in the wave