This is a song about "London drugs"

You better call cops,coz this drugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

And get me some more drugs

It was just another party

That these drugs brought to me/

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

No worries tommorow we gone send em out to london

Cause i bounce around like im drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I'm misunderstood not really a bad guy just high off drugs/

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Bonding over our love for drugs