DON’TTOUCHMYDRUGS lyrics

[Verse 1]
b*tch I do not need advice
I'm living life, do what I like
I swear that all these hoes is trife
Let me smoke my blunts all night
I'm f*cked up and get sucked up
In the backseat of a golf cart
Still rolling blunts 'cause I don't give a f*ck
I'ma spark 'em up in Wal-Mart
I'm copping me some mac' and cheese
I whip it up, then pour the lean
Mac' and lean homemade by me
I eat so good, I go to sleep

[Chorus]
Don't touch my drugs
Silly fiend 'cause I'ma f*ck you up
Don't touch my drugs
Silly fiend 'cause I'ma f*ck you up

[Verse 2]
My b*tch, she looks like buttercup
With longer hair and bigger butt
Think she beautiful as f*ck
But she still think she ain't enough
That’s love if you asking me
These SoundCloud rappers' trash, my G'
Thinking they surpassing me
But I keep getting faster G'
[Chorus]
Don't touch my drugs
f*cking fiend 'cause I'ma f*ck you up
You weak as f*ck, you ain't dope enough
I’ll throw my fist 'til it's bloody stuff
Don't touch my drugs
f*cking fiend 'cause I'ma f*ck you up
You weak as f*ck, you ain't dope enough
I’ll throw my fist 'til it's bloody stuff