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Substance Lyrics - Before Da Trap: Nights In Tarzana - Chris Brown

Right now you want OHB, yeah 

 

Let's talk about something, girl I need your acceptance 

You're making assumptions, but you know it's nothing 

The liquor keep calling, you know I need more 

It's 99 problems, can't take anymore, I'm 'bout to mix up this Sprite with the 4 

Oh, OHB 'bout to walk through 

Only high bitches in the bedroom 

Pop a Xan, watch me get loose 

Throwing all of these bands for you 

 

Substance, substance, substance, substance 

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you 

Substance, substance, substance, substance 

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you 

 

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Girl who do you fuck when I ain't in the city? 

Driving me crazy, way over the limit 

My homies, they say that I'm tripping 

Fuck it I'm tripping, I'm crazy, I'm whipping 

My heart is racing, this shit is amazing 

This neck just the bandages 

How did our love end up like the Kennedy's? 

Mixing up drugs, yeah I got the remedy 

Damn, you fucking the enemy 

I gave you the best of me 

Showed her how to trap out the bando 

And left her the recipe 

 

Substance, substance, substance, substance 

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you 

Substance, substance, substance, substance 

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you 

 

Substance abuse, substance from you 

Thousand dollar tab, baby this I bought food 

This a 2 seater baby, you can't car pool 

Got the old school move, like the car new 

Bands low, never make a girl spend it with me 

When she gone, I get it back, make her spend another 60 

Still cold hearted, say it's cold hearted 

She shotgun, I drop the top lid and her hair blow 

Them heels got you walking like you on the runway 

No paper, we got the game like the arcade 

Wonder which, I know you're gonna make it right for me 

Put the pussy on the flight, make it tonight for me 

And baby, I jump in that foreign 

She hop in that passenger 

She gon' work, she lowkey in the Acura 

Bitch ain't cuffing, your boy still a bachelor 

 

Substance, substance, substance, substance 

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you 

Substance, substance, substance, substance 

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you 

 

4 in the morning, I'm thinking of you 

Just got the ceiling, I'm pouring it through 

How can I deal with this substance abuse? 

I'm only asking this all cause of you 

These Xannies got me tripping right now 

Girl your love is like a Perc, my heart itching right now 

See them flashes of your face, I wanna kiss you right now 

But I know it's just the drugs that got me tripping right now 

Tried to offer you my heart, you used it like the playground 

Favorite groupies, jealously, I thought you would stay 'round 

Guess it's back to prescriptions to deal with the symptoms 

I can't feel my face and I'm losing my vision 

 

Substance, substance, substance, substance 

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you 

Substance, substance, substance, substance 

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you 

 

In recovery, rehabilitating for you 

Teach me a lesson, I'm drug testing, making all the moves 

We both getting fucked up, what's your excuse? 

A new slave with a new fade, my chain a noose 

Bitch I'm sipping, you steady tripping and policting 

Taking vacations with your bitch, why she ain't posting pictures 

I can lead her to that water if she wanna listen 

If she don't drink, she gon' drink, I'm still gon' fuck some bitches 

You know that pussy my addiction 

She driving my stick, tryna fuck up my transmission 

I'm pissed off, withdrawals just fucking up my pimping 

Take a picture nigga, see how I'm living 

Ain't going back to prison, I got felonies, dismissing the case 

A couple million, got a .45 locked in the safe 

Hella bitches, hella bitches pile up in the Wraith 

Hollywood with the cameras all up in your face 

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