And get me some more drugs
Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts
All around theres death,drugs, and rape
That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape
Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs
In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux
Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
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*)
Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups
Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,
Amen, they say you only live once
Drivin' my impala and selling drugs
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