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problem - d.r.u.g.s lyrics

[hook: problem]
drugs, drugs, b-tch i’m on drugs

[verse 1: problem]
molly and the weed tho, that’s all i gotta say
when i put my d-cks in this hoes
i hope they high as me
prolly not, f-ck it, taxi all in public
never wanna use it, prolly don’t
if she let me f-ck it
h-lla burnt turnt like a car going ’round the corner
won’t change like the coin machine is f-cking out of order
never ever follow orders i make orders follow me
riding in the ghost got me h-lla booze
halloween, me and that clown, no make up
red velvet in the sky, my cake’s up
b-tch booty sittin high, her cake’s up
2 words i can’t stand lace front
ha, i’m playing girl you know you fly
blow me b-tch don’t blow my high, what?

[hook: problem]
drugs, drugs, drugs
b-tch i’m on drugs, huh?
drugs, drugs, drugs
b-tch i’m on drugs, huh?

[verse 2: clyde carson
zoner, get owner, all cash pink slip, and a loaner
need something in your mouth i’m a donor
35 racks in my cup holder
feels for deals my voice give her the chills
i blow a kiss to molly, then she give me the thrill
it’s like a high, just can’t quit
6 in the morning, a n-gga still lit
tell them that i’m living a life you want in
you can mob, long as you understand this and do your job
sun coming up man she still wanna ride
i don’t like sh-t but i still wanna drive
moving lane to lane i got the coupe 2 stepping
hop out like a young black hugh hefner
fly, fresher, h-lla weed, bunch of sour on the dresser, huh?

[hook: problem]
drugs, drugs, drugs
b-tch i’m on drugs, huh?
drugs, drugs, drugs
b-tch i’m on drugs, huh?

[verse: berner]
wake up in the morning, hit the kesha
right before i head to the weed spot
i dump all 10 then i recup
my liver too shine, need a detox
why you clear, you that’s c0ke and criss
i get her drunk as h-ll then let her choke on d-ck
i’m breathing slow, heart beating fast
i got cookie for days, your weed is trash
i used to be at school on the jail tab
i made a quarter mill off a meth lab
i brought a 10 pack on the grey hound
i used to be along with the grey pound
i’m on one, xans and a bottle of gyn
throw a molly in the gl-ss
make her suck all my friends
real talk no time for games
i smoke dmt and now i’m seeing thangs
i’m on drugs
drugs, drugs, drugs

- problem lyrics

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