All These Drugs

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (All these drugs you know what I’m sayin’) On the highway doin’ the dash Hit the expressway, step on the gas (Skrt) Speed up on cars, goin’ real fast Gotta hoe in the seat, alotta ass Plug hit me up to get a bag Gotta stop to hit her for a second (A second) Dick in her mouth, all of that gag All these drugs everybody wish they had All these drugs, all these drugs, sellin’ up (Up, up) Gettin’ high, sky high, goin’ up (Up, up) Smokin’ weed, feelin’ geeked, blunt tucked (Tucked) With my boys, dirty toys, finna, finna, finna, buck Gotta Glock finna pop on you Drugs feel good, really good, to you (To You) Can’t get high on your own supply that’s on you (On you) Plays to make, about twenty-two I’m just stuntin’ on these hoes, got ‘bout one, two, three, four (Enough) Finna f*ck all these hoes, shit y’all wasn’t post to know (No sir) 12 knockin’ on the door Gettin’ all this money but I want more (Weel, weel) She keep suckin’ on me I gotta go but she keep on sayin’ no Gotta run this money up a bag I’m finna gain (Big bag) Walkin’ ‘round my house with my girl, lettin’ my nuts hang (On god) Stop doin’ the shit I do ‘cause you pussy niggas lame (You already know) But if I need to I’ll up that fye with that perfect aim (Aim) All these drugs, all these drugs, sellin’ up (Up, up) Gettin’ high, sky high, goin’ up (Up, up) Smokin’ weed, feelin’ geeked, blunt tucked (Tucked) With my boys, dirty toys, finna, finna, finna, buck Gotta Glock finna pop on you Drugs feel good, really good, to you (To You) Can’t get high on your own supply that’s on you (On you) Plays to make, about twenty-two F*ck all these hoes, f*ck all these woes Just hit for the one time and let go Makin’ songs and might do shows Just gone see how sad life goes I’m just smokin’ so much gas Gas so good can’t even pass (Nope) Smokin’ the shit to the face Had so much reefer caught a case (What) Went to the plug, blessed me, that’s a bet Smokin’ so much like snoop’ I’m feelin’ like vet Make my boys smoke so much, they screamin’ not chet (Hehe) Finna get so geeked Yeah I’m flyin’ like a jet (Phew) All these drugs, all these drugs, sellin’ up (Up, up) Gettin’ high, sky high, goin’ up (Up, up) Smokin’ weed, feelin’ geeked, blunt tucked (Tucked) With my boys, dirty toys, finna, finna, finna, buck Gotta Glock finna pop on you Drugs feel good, really good, to you (To You) Can’t get high on your own supply that’s on you (On you) Plays to make, about twenty-two (A lot)