woop - drugs lyrics
[intro:woop]
geek me up bro!
pledge allegiance, pledge allegiance to drugs
he keep l!ckin’ his hand
[hook:woop]
geek me up bro (bro)
geek me up g (g)
geek me up molly
p-ss me the lighter
geek me up d
drugs, drugs, drugs
yeah i’m in love with the xans
drugs, drugs, drugs
why he keep l!ckin’ his hand
drugs, drugs, drugs
yeah we roll up on the gas
drugs, drugs, drugs
[verse 1: woop)
shooters pull up in a sto-lo then it’s war (war)
f-ck it geek up lil’ bit more more (h-ll is you doin?)
molly, rockout wit two woop, you gotta geek
percocet and xans, but n0body sleepin’ (hit it)
molly mixed with mud thats my two rockout woop drugs
(f-ck what you thinkin’)
percocet, molly, and lean, and we heavy on gas, walkin’ lab rat
rollin’ up the paquio, that pack pack
blowin’ og packaneese
sleep in the p-ssy that’s a catnap
hit so many sacks, i’m a sack that
leanin’ all on my brain, smokin’ ease my pain
molly turnt me cookoo crazy
hold up, geek up the beat
beat up the p, cook eddy d
30 round uzi that’s an automatic
light your head up call you steve
i call up 2 woops, you get wrapped like a rope
my money flows, snowbunny chose
geek off the molly, don’t play with her nose
bad b-tches, pocahontas hair blow in the wind
we both geekin’, she say molly have her life again
[hook:woop]
[verse 2:yg ivy)
how often do you geek?
7 days a week (i tweak)
what’s sw-ngin’ off your neck there?
that’s a cuban link
my bricks are super tan, that i think it’s kinda pink
i think i’m uncle sam the way i tax him for a fee
okay, geek me up bruh, i like muddy cups (muddington)
she like boost me up, i’m like what the f-ck?
i need 4 of that muddington
i know she f-ckin’ my cuz n’ them
molly rock got her doin’ all of us (all of us)
hit a sack, bust it down, dab it up
young street n-gga wrappin’ bricks up
i came from the bottom like an uppercut
late night hotbox the chevy truck
i jump out the whip, and jack you up
i did it, off the muscle
2 cup poured up with my brothers
man i’m rollin’ wit some n-ggas that’ll finger f-ck the chopper
and i’m slidin’ with the (?)
on the block like a buckle
and i’m high, 24’s, 7, human helicopter
pull up on a n-gga where the trap at?
(?)
it’s a robbery n-gga, i need all that
molly nights end up in body bags
[hook:woop]
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