And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round
Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup
And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
And get me some more drugs
Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs
What a mess! but we clean in the club
Lots of drugs and boos in his cup
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