Narcotics

[Intro:]
Hey
Rich Homie baby
What do my nigga I'm good
Hey Quan, [?]
What do, my nigga we good
Let's go
Ok, Ok

[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]
15 on me long way I got it (I do, I do)
Walkin with it on me, see it poking out my pocket
I was rolling in that Audi, how them folks know I got it
I'm the socket in the plug, they watching for the drugs
Yeah, we're calling narcotics, narcotics, narcotics
Calling narcotics narcotics narcotics
How dem folk kno I got it, no I got it, no I got it
They plotting and they watching
We out here, we mobbing
And we selling narcotics

[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
Drinks On me, Little 'ant rest in peace
That's my nigga allen T, shooting dice behind the bleachers
Blowing loud like speakers
Young nigga doing whatever to get that pack on
Ever since my nigga died, never be the same on Flat Shoals
I find myself reminiscing (bout what?)
Remember graduation
Me you and Meat at Crucial we smoking, kicking it
Don't get my bitches in, toasting the riches come
We live forever it's whatever my spirit lifting up
Won't hear me giving up, penthouse ain't big enough
I got my top drop sack right semi tucked
I don't give a fuck
[?] Twelve and I see the cut
Got 8 thousand plus 7 thousand and that equal what?...

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
Can't fold, new money, same ho
I was bored with nothing to do, fuck with swoop, but I didn't know
Now I'm cooling like I'm roach
She going do whatever I ask her
I heard she like acting, made this movie on my camera
I do shit but kno better
Yeah, narcotics don't need her to prove it (what the hell you mean?)
I love her so much cause she studied pharmaceutics
I'm drug abusing
That weed baby (that kush)
It's your love I'm choosing
Know you need me baby

I'm bout it I'm bout it I'm bout it
Better know it
Goin bout it Talking business, hundred thousands,
I'm a throw it
No glasses on, I see what's up (RayBan homie)
Your bitch ass owe me 10 bands plus 5 more that equal what

[Hook]