Drugs Lyrics - B-legit

This thang all the way on my got this thang beaten the trunk loose 

I'm on a big ass bottle of beast on some ocean spray cranberry juice 

And I strongly suggest that you don't sit in my transportation 

Cause the slap is so severe, and the beats excruciation 

My amps my pop your ear possibly collapse yo lung 

What color is your exterior? The same as grey poupon 

What is you a baller? Yeah but not Lebron 

Then what kind of baller are you? The kind that sell heroin 

The kind that lives his life illegal, toted gun and desert eagle 

Mobster like Bugsy Siegel I listen to 40 music 

Don't fuck with too many people mane most of them rappers fake 

See Feezy be speaking on some shit that I can relate 

When I was in the shoe they see Desus what got me through 

My nigga from the Brass to put me up on due, uhh 

The grit don't quitting my hustle'll never pause 

UH OH! Here come the law I got dope in my draws 

BEATCH! 

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We be grinding seven days a week, heat under the front seat 

Bendin hella corners in my new school, one deep 

Every hood I'm in I get love from the plug 

And i probably sold your family member drugs (drugs) 

How much money can a man make? 

I'm on the block cooking chickens with the pancakes 

And my fan base love to get high with me 

Get tipsy prolly set they own self a Mickeys 

Get em ricky 

Beaver he be militant 

Send the whole fifty clip through ya ligaments 

Got a knot pocket full of them Benjamin's 

movin bricks like I'm try'na build a pyramid 

Shit 

40 glock with the laser dot 

And I can make mash potatoes outta tater tots 

Ask ya parking; I don't really like to talk alot 

Block move like James, Wade and Chris Bosh 

Let's get it I'm the real boss with the plug 

I don't play I'm the nigga man I run the club 

Keep it rough I'm the mayor doing hella stuff 

Pass puff and they smell it when I light it up 

Nigga what? 

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We be grinding seven days a week, heat under the front seat 

Bendin hella corners in my new school, one deep 

Every hood I'm in I get love from the plug 

And i probably sold your family member drugs (drugs) 

What you do for a living a little bit of this a little bit of that 

If I ain't got it I know where to get it or I can take it to where it's at 

I can probably get'chu a deal, get'cha thirty percent off the sack 

Depending on how many you want, and how much you know that a hustler got 

Fuckin' right now y'all beefing, then circling yo block 

Came to the right place, I got chops fresh out the box 

Can have a foosy grape, if you want me too I can 

But I gotta be honest with'chu it's goin cost you twenty grand 

And a build with the gumble bout two, I was thought with the best Raul 

See Raul been a neighborhood iron chef since 1982 

Raul stay clockin' loo, boys in blue ain't gotta clue 

Raul ain't never pop comp with a spoon or residue 

Well what about some weed you got it I beg your pardon 

I gotta hella connections my Negro my people they got garden 

Need a fake ID or benefit card times is hard 

You know Christmas is coming up, I got them gift cards 

We be grinding seven days a week, heat under the front seat 

Bendin hella corners in my new school, one deep 

Every hood I'm in I get love from the plug 

And i probably sold your family member drugs (drugs)