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Drug Prescription

 

Drug Prescription

(альбом: More Saturday Night Car Tunes - 2014)


Yeah, yeah
Da da da da
Yeah

On a mission to grab it, stash it
Kilos of gold bars, black cards, plastic
Swipe a nigga life away, transactions, his wife stood by, gasping
Can't believe the shit happened
Now she grieving in the madness
When I ceased these little niggas is pulling triggers
And they clapping at the OG's, it ain't safe
Either is yours or Carlito's way still the same if its still a game
No love thang, just slugs, what up man?
Hustling to avoid our struggling
As soon as it goes from nothing to stunting
Ferrari's parked, leave 'em covered 'til the summer
Bring 'em out when I really feel like I gotta kill something
It feel like she coming when she seen a real nigga come up
Just knowing I can have her
I ain't really gotta fuck her, ask her new cutting
Mind sex, offset on my dune buggies, I progress forward
Motions stay going, you can tell them hoes rolling
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it

Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
Like a doctor or the phantom of the opera

Though I'm not in the phantom I'm probably in my low rider
Driving 'em cause I got 'em all options, chrome bottoms
Interior imperial, shit be fit for emperors
She be trying to kick it like a ninja bitch
My homies finna flip her like a half a brick
These other rappers out ain't half as sick
All that half-ass shit will get your ho ass whipped
Shorts and losses, not accepted by bosses
I can tell you don't be up here often cause your eyes watering
You coughing, that gas I got'll have you nauseous
You lost in the midst of this the real shit
Big fish, shark tank
Don't get bit nigga get bank
Get you and get the fuck out the game
Take advice from niggas who survived and maintained by doing the same thing
Then you twist your shit and carry on man
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it

Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
Like a doctor or the phantom of the opera

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