And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
And all we lack is communication like service sucks
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.
Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck
Lots of drugs and boos in his cup
Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups
Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
Just blink twice and i’m there where you are
But now i know why drugs and alcohol
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