This is a song about "Misusing drugs"

Doin drugs as a hobby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Probly from selling or doing drugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

No money, power, or drugs,

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Pay attention to what i'm about to say dont do drugs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

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

So give it baby

That these drugs brought to me/

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,