2Famous Pharmacist lyrics

by

Octi



(Pop a vicky and i'm focused on the guap)
(please don't trick me I get nauseous like Ciroc
Ain't no friend in me naha)
-Pop a vicky, and im focused on the guap
Please dont trick me, I get nauseous like Ciroc
2023, no friend in me naha
2famous degree, im a pharmacist yaha-
Who gon make me bread though? Rather play these games hoe
Not American like Kansas, but I can make that corn like Kansas
Gas like Bam Margera, brain feel like guerra
Day 2 yeah im anxious, she wanna change us
Mix beer and benzos, nah its not dangerous
Like why you tweaking?
You just need a different mindset
Study all weekend, Rc’s yeah im tweaking
Pop a vicky, and im focused on the guap
Please dont trick me, I get nauseous like Ciroc
2023, no friend in me naha
2famous degree, im a pharmacist yaha

Hop out the Uber im clutchin, b*tch
Fah- fah.-fah that drace go bussin
I put a perc on the table dont touch me yeah
Can't meet with the Glock in the function
Yeah sneak diss with the Glock in the club
Call up Zayguap he gon give me that mud
Ion give a f*ck what u doin
30 round drum ill get a boy gone
Yeah bye bye b*tch
I hit that hoe she a one night b*tch
Im making money while taking a sh*t
Been like this, since a youngin, since a jit
Put her to sleep I give her that di*k
All from the back yo bend with that fit
b*tch I can do whatever Im him
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