Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
Tried multiple drugs, took multiple shots of alcohol
And this still the hardest shit you've heard from la this far
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,
Then i blow, i’ma close out the par
We going weed, women and some alcohol
Back like i never ever left in the first
Money, drugs, and power rule the world,
And get me some more drugs
Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs
And to stop at that point, you gotta be on alcohol
Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star
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