Drugs lyrics

by

Watermelondrea Jones


[Verse 1: Watermelondrea]
Yo, shout to Moms for teaching me all the pros and the cons
How to stay calm and throw bombs like Vietnam
Don't reach for the bronze, b*tch, collect the dough
Just f*ck a couple n*ggas for what you want, forget your soul
Just f*ck a couple n*ggas and watch how your future unfold
Just f*ck a couple n*ggas and let the money take control
She f*cked a couple n*ggas right in front of me, b*tch was bold
Said daddy couldn't please her in the slammer with no parole
But the di*k made her sick, thought it was just a common cold
Common cold not so common when your pus*y stay hella swole
Common cold not so common when your pus*y produce some more
But I suppose sh*t blows when you start reapin' for what you motherf*cking sow, yo

[Chorus]
Don't care what you heard about me
Don't care what you heard about me
Don't care what you think about me
I'm not on drugs, drugs are ugly

Smoking [?]
Drinking [?]
I'm not on drugs, drugs are ugly

[Verse 2]
Shout out to Papa for the tough skins
We in the middle with a couple of hands
Daddy had the b*tch growing ratchet at a fast rate
Daddy had the b*tch selling weed to my classmates
Always on the cut up, always tryna sell something
Taught me how to pick a gun up at the age of 12, bumpin'
Hella hands with the b*tches in the neighborhood
Fightin' n*ggas just because I knew my daddy would
Didn't matter who you were, better knew that I was slicin'
Daddy taught me how to move them hands like Tyson
Taught me how to jack a f*cking whip, no license
Taught me how to shake my f*ckin' cakes, no icing

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Shout out to my motherf*ckin' haters
From them b*tches in my class to the f*ckers grading papers
Thanks to you, a b*tch is sittin' on these motherf*ckin' n*ggas
Thanks to you, a b*tch is living with no motherf*ckin' neighbors
Thanks to you, a b*tch is stepping up these f*cking waiters
Thanks to you, a b*tch is smoking all these motherf*cking papers
Me and money [?]
Money, money, need to translate it
You won't find a stair up in my crib, b*tch I need elevators
Said I wouldn't be sh*t?
Look at me now
See me on my Queen Bee sh*t?
Look at my crown
See me on my f*cking T sh*t?
Living like a motherf*cker
Seen you on that hush sh*t
Cricket like a motherf*cker
I took every brick that you threw at me, and I built a castle
All the f*cking shots you use throw at me, shot cancelled
b*tch, I shine bright like a star surrounded by candles
Disrespect me and b*tch I promise, you'll be dismantled, yo

[Outro]
I'm not on drugs, drugs are ugly
I'm not on drugs, drugs are ugly
I'm not on drugs, drugs are ugly
I'm not on drugs, drugs are ugly

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