drug kit Lyrics by Ken Carson
(Feat. Young Thug)
Yeah, yeah, this how I get when them drugs hit (How I get)
X week, drank, that’s a drug kit (Drug kit)
You wasn’t supposed to see me today, this my drug dealin’ fit
And my drugs gon’ give you shit, I got drugs in this bitch
I got hoes in this bitch,I don’t know which one to choose
Left a bitch on read, yeah, she askin’ me for blues (Woah, woah)
Drugs hittin’ hard, yeah, that’s just what I do (Huh, huh)
He said he high on cloud 9, I’m standin’ on the moon
I got Hermès on my cup, I put a Patek on my wrist
I ain’t do all that for her (Yeah), I ain’t puttin’ no patek on this bitch
If I do all that for your (Yeah), reciprocate the energy
Man, no the fuck, you don’t make what I make, it take you a century
Send ’em to the cemetery, she gon’ take it to the grave
Now these hoes hoeing, I don’t trust nobody anyway (Don’t trust nobody)
All these hoes going, I’ll never beg a bitch to stay
You ain’t got no hoes, I’m tryna get these hoes out my face
She got acne on her face, I got Acne on my jeans
Now these niggas wanna be my gang, you not on the 5 team (5)
Bitch, it’s double-O, we champions, we won like nine rings
Put your swag in a pill and pop that bitch, you can’t get high as me
Never needin’ a stylist, pop this shit, every fit come off the dome
Now I’m fuckin’ these bitches in Italy, was right next door to Rome
Shawty way too drunk, she too fucked up, ain’t tryna take her home
She lookin’ for me at the end of the night, I’m already gone (Break up)
I had on Supreme and Vlone, and you didn’t
Now I’m totin’ that Chrome right before about Chrome Heart (Yeah, yeah)
Got twin Glocks, can’t even tell ’em apart (Yeah, yeah)
This how I get when I’m off the ‘nartics (Yeah, baby, no bap, yeah, baby)
This how I feel when them drugs in me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, baby)
If you fallin’ off, I hit my mans with a key (Yeah, yeah)
She got every minute, AP because I love her (Yeah, baby, yeah)
Hell nah, I ain’t icin’ no bitch out for my brother, nigga, let’s go (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m tired of lookin’ at hoes, I’ma keep my lover, nigga (Yeah, yeah)
I’m on some renegade shit right now, I keep a rag on me
Got my gadgets on my chest (Uh-huh), you can see it through my car (Uh-huh)
Got the police trailin’ me right now (What? What?), but we don’t [?] ’bout the law (That’s facts)
I put her in Hermès (Huh), she reciprocate it, dog (Hermès )
Get high off of these drugs (What?), then explain it in a bar (What? Spider)
We go big jet (Yeah), we at the clear port (Hey)
Shawty strokin’ my ego tellin’ me they don’t know one (Hey, know what, shawty?)
Shawty callin’ me her daddy, play her like a rally
Turn you up tomorrow, switch the Rollie for a Patek
Turn your little-bitty body up and now she got a fatty (Ayy)
She gon’ fall in love, and now she need a Xanax (Her body callin’, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, this how I get when them drugs hit (How I get)
X week, drank, that’s a drug kit (Drug kit, drank)
You wasn’t supposed to see me today, that’s my drug dealin’ fit
And my drugs gon’ give you shit, I got drugs in this bitch
I got hoes in this bitch,I don’t know which one to choose
Left a bitch on read, yeah, she askin’ me for blues
Drugs hittin’ hard, yeah, that’s just what I do
He said he high on cloud 9, I’m standin’ on the moon
This how I get when them drugs hit (How I get)
X week, drank, that’s a drug kit (Drug kit)
You wasn’t supposed to see me today, this my drug dealin’ fit
And my drugs gon’ give you shit, I got drugs in this bitch
I got hoes in this bitch,I don’t know which one to choose
Left a bitch on read, yeah, she askin’ me for blues (Woah, woah)
Drugs hittin’ hard, yeah, that’s just what I do (Huh, huh)
He said he high on cloud 9, I’m standin’ on the moon
Yeah, yeah, this how I get when them drugs hit