Quavo - Designer Drugs lyrics

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Quavo - Designer Drugs lyrics

[Intro: Quavo] Drugs, Drugs Drugs, Drugs Drugs, Drugs Drugs, Drugs Drugs, Drugs Drugs, Drugs Drugs, Drugs Drugs, Drugs [Hook: Quavo] I put a mill in the attic I fell in love with the d**, I think I'm a addict Percocet, molly, and xanax I feel like I land on the planet I'm on designer d**, on designer d**, on designer d** I'm on designer d**, on designer d**, on designer d** I put a mill in the attic I fell in love with the d**, I think I'm a addict Percocet, molly, and xanax I feel like I land on the planet I'm on designer d**, on designer d**, on designer d** I'm on designer d**, on designer d**, on designer d** [Verse 1: Quavo] I put a four in a liter I used to trap out of Regal My mom used to trap off a beeper I look at the Molly and eat em I am all out of narcotics All of my b**hes exotic You n***as drinking on Watson I keep the chopper for plotting I keep the white like cotton Look at your pot, it's rotten We never going in a drought Junkies coming in and out I used to run in your house Wrapping up you and your spouse I used to be sleep on the couch And now I cash out, no amount I pop a perc and then I'm out I spent 2 million on a house Run the money up like a route Sober n***as out of style Cobra n***as get the power 50 thousand for the style I'm in the Coupe with no miles Balling like Darius Miles If you own the drug I'm on you need to pull up right now I pop it off feel like a ghost My n***as doing the most I'm never gone' set up my folks I got more sand than the coast [Hook: Quavo] I put a mill in the attic I fell in love with the d**, I think I'm a addict Percocet, molly, and xanax I feel like I land on the planet I'm on designer d**, on designer d**, on designer d** I'm on designer d**, on designer d**, on designer d** I put a mill in the attic I fell in love with the d**, I think I'm a addict Percocet, molly, and xanax I feel like I land on the planet I'm on designer d**, on designer d**, on designer d** I'm on designer d**, on designer d**, on designer d** [Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] Slipping, cripping drinking blood Shawty bust Shawty on a school bus I think I'm on everything but the dust Itching like a junkie when I'm on tuss I pop a perk and the Vicodin Grab me a Fanta, I'm spiking it Dab in designer, they biting it I hit the mall and the pharmacist These broke n***as drinking on Qualitest I takeoff on drinking on Actavis Hope they free my n***a Set in the set Fly like a plane with a Louis baggage Curling Backwoods step up to the maximum Plug on the designer d** and on Texas Step on a brick in Givenchy Moving slow, drinking Breast Cancer I pop a test, jump in a tesla Put down a brick, served a pedestrian So many bricks, they think I'm a Mexican Put on my reading gla**es with finesse Hold on the white, she gave me becky Pop the p**y like a Smith and Wesson f**ed that lil' b**h at the Westin I'm on a shroom, extraterrestrial [Hook: Quavo] I put a mill in the attic I fell in love with the d**, I think I'm a addict Percocet, molly, and xanax I feel like I land on the planet I'm on designer d**, on designer d**, on designer d** I'm on designer d**, on designer d**, on designer d** I put a mill in the attic I fell in love with the d**, I think I'm a addict Percocet, molly, and xanax I feel like I land on the planet I'm on designer d**, on designer d**, on designer d** I'm on designer d**, on designer d**, on designer d**

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