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bowciett - medicine lyrics

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(yo, yo yeah i got you a shot
ac, meet em on the block
he wants his dose)

medicine
calling in
from the plug
on the pin
loose hands, noose hangs
cutting out n—-‘s from loose ends
all of my hittas incognito, and all of my b—–s work harder
all of these fiends be waiting on flip while i’m mixing the whip in the prada – x2

make a milly in a minute, the whole squad yeah we k!ll it
we rocking designer, the ferro the prada now listen i
(brrrr)
and just get to popping them p—-s for n—-s
got the whole block on this s–t cause i’m winning
remember the roots
all black in the coupe
just like a florist i’m cutting and tr-mm-ng
blacked out
masked up, in the back of a benz with a mascot
run up on the block with mask off
whats a n—a gon do when the pounce come
no homie, straight mafia, only n—a ride with me in the back son
no homie, straight mafia, only n—a ride with me in the back
bomberman, see me with it
a quarter a pound, imma k!ller with it
you see me i’m hot with my n—-‘s tipping
mixing it dark and i’m whipping the whip
i’m drinking, i’m sipping on lean
i’m holding it down for the team
i’m stacking that crop, making it pop and living it all like a dream
all of my n—-‘s we sippin like we got a problem
flip in the work and i’m on it like michael to jordan
now glisten to panda, (brrr) in the collar
legacy nights make 100
ace in the back, bally with skulls and imma lift it just cause i wanna

medicine
calling in
from the plug
on the pin
loose hands, noose hangs
cutting out n—-‘s from loose ends
all of my hittas incognito, and all of my b—–s work harder
all of these fiends be waiting on flip while i’m mixing the whip in the prada – x2

g.a on my belt n—a
23’s on my feet n—a
spent 35 to make my ear shine
dawg i need shades just to tell the time, i been winning
grill glistening, benzo roof missing
only money talk around me right now home boy i swear everything else listen
the dream and the vision
way before i had a pot to p–s in, now we pull up and all of these n—-‘s p—–g, b—–s texting me bout how they miss me but only cause i keep a couple stack with me like
(woahhh)
i be the man boy i do what i gotta do
i be the plug boy i pull up with h-lla food
all of my n—-‘s we quick when we ride it
pull the sh-t back and do anything for the route
i be the one that come through
i be the one that it do
they pull up in black and the blue
said imma let it go loose
choppers they hunting for you, f—–g with one now there’s two
got the whole squad on the coop
mixing it dark with the swoop

(medicine, calling in, plug) x2



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