P-Air - Drugs II lyrics

[Intro: DWA$H] Man y'all n***as camping man You n***as ain't really smoking no dope Quit flexing and all that exercising man Three dollar bill a** n***as! [Hook: DWA$H] Everybody talk that sh**, n***a you don't get high! Four blunts of the loud, that's it? n***a you don't get fried! Put a whole three nickel to the face, n***a I don't get tired Smoke dope all day, all night, Roll up 'til I lose my mind! b**h I'm gone, That dope got me in it (X4) [Verse 1: DWA$H] Whole 'lot of henny in the cup Whole 'lot of sticky in the blunt Hoes saying let's move to the back - Now there's no longer any in the front One thing about me I'm G I don't need no n***a Three Gs of the lean plus weed I don't need no liquor Hundreds all in my bank, purple all in her drink She got white all on her nose; she on everything that I ain't b**h I smoke dope, pop out! Smoke more, knock out! Got my blood brothers with me with the Glock out b**h I'm working up the trap never clock out I'm a fly young n***a, four cups deep I can hold my liquor Can't control my n***as, or say no to my n***as Roll, I'mma roll up witcha, got four more swishers Bro turned up game over can't hold that n***a Ain't even hit midnight and his b**h want to f** already? Oh lord I figured Man I love my n***as, Man I love my squad I don't want to cuff your broad, I wanna f** your broad Y'all n***as don't get high, Why y'all stunt so hard? I love my n***as, Man I love my squad I don't want to cuff your broad, I wanna f** your broad Y'all n***as don't get high, Why y'all stunt so hard? [Hook] [Verse 2: P-Air] Balling with these bucks like Jennings Smoke a couple blunts so I'm in it Young n***a smoking like chimney b**h a** fat but she skinny One thing about P, I'm G I don't need no Ho Got a clique full of shooters - Guess what? b**h they all gone blow Got play dough but don't play though No cape; I don't save hoes And I change whips like I change clothes Danny in the cut like Fredo My watch so gold, I mean so gold - Should be at the end of that rainbow And it's sunny out but I'm throwing money So that b**h gonna need her a raincoat I throw money! It ain't sh** to me, I get cake a lot And the weed so loud when I spark up I might just wake the block If the kush that good - Then I'mma need me a whole f**ing pound of that And my b**h always end up on X - Like she don't know the whole f**ing alphabet I said f** school; Dropped out Wrote raps; At the top now Now everybody hating; Clique hot now Pockets looking beat up; Got knots now When your b**h wanna f** I tell her not now Gave the whole squad top, call her co*k-mouth Try to keep a rubber band on the guap now But I got bands like Katie so it pop out! Dope! [Hook]