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young rich homie - drugs lyrics

(verse 1)
told that lil hoe just to take off her panties
i forget bout you b-tches i’m popping these xannies
mix that with the lean if you wanna get fancy
i swear to god that these drugs come in handy
these people say that i’m triller than sammy
give me a few years and i’m coming for grammy’s
but now imma savage
they calling me randy
my blunt is so loud that its waking my neighbors
promethazine in the pineapple fanta
jolly ranchers to add a lil flavor
can’t do no free verses
cause i don’t do favors
lean from texas like the rockets
my weed from la like the lakers
designer designer
these drugs on the table
don’t sugarcoat faking its not in my nature
all my n-ggas is rich cause that money contagious
i swear these drugs numb the pain
i swear the drugs
be slowing my vision
i cannot help this the way that i’m living
backwood or swisher?
it depend how i’m feeling
sip so much lean that its k!lling my kidneys
yea imma fiend
hope the lord please forgive me
f-ck that lil honda
my mind set on bentley
if it ain’t ben frank then my money in fifties
while she riding my d-ck
i be giving her hickeys
percocets help the pain go away
nervous sweat help the shame go away

(hook)
i do drugs and get high and i can’t feel emotions
yea for that money, a n-gga devoted
wait
a n-gga be fiending for the mud
a n-gga be fiending for the drugs
a n-gga ain’t thinking cause the drugs
rockstar yea a n-gga tryna get mick jagger
money
my swag yea that taking my swagger
umm
i’m walking like zombie
i’m up on it
these drugs yea they calm me
i’ like when she suck me then jump on it
put on them shorts that i like
so that -ss i can rub on it
i just wanna touch on it
these drugs got me in my mood
i don’t know what it is drugs got me confused
yea yea yea yea

(verse 2)
drugs drugs drugs
i’m tryna do something i love love love
drugs they keep me up up up
can’t go to sleep
cause i be putting in work
can’t go to sleep
i’m up on them percs
can’t go to sleep
i’m up on that syrup
i don’t entertain beef
cause a n-gga berzerk
cause i been on that weed lean and pills
jelly beans in my jeans what a fiend that he is
no i’m not addicted
got caught with it on me and i got convicted
got out in a quickness
i’m serving the junkies don’t wanna have to k!ll me a witness
say sorry to my granny
and mamma i need your forgiveness
cause i been on them drugs
and i ain’t gave no f-cks
i been sipping mud and this og gas got me stuck

- young rich homie lyrics

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