Hardcore Drugs

Bitch, I'm finna do some hardcore drugs for the feeling (let's go!) Lil bitch, you think I'm dead, but you should know I'm not I'm hard for her, bitch, I tee up a notch I'm the new up-and-coming nigga in the spot I'm comin' for the money, and I'm comin' for the racks I'm comin' for yo' bitch, and I'm comin' for the stacks I got shooters and killers, you better watch your back (shooters) I'm comin' for the gang, yuh, nigga, that's facts Yeah, uh Yeah, yeah (hol' up!) I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs) I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs) I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs) I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs, yeah) I'ma do some hardcore drugs, to see if I'm alive 'Cause bitch, I'm tryna reach the top, I'm tryna reach the sky I can't look into my eye, man, all I see is lies That jawn out with the AR-sticks, bitch, you might as well comply Bitch, I know I'm too damn sick, bitch, I know I'm too damn fly Bitch, I know I'm too damn sick, bitch, I know I'm too damn hot Bitch, I hop out with them bands, Perc-30 in my hand With this ho off a Xan' Yeah, she fuckin' with my mans And I'm fuckin' with her friend And her friend fuck with me too I'ma fuck her then I dip, no, we cannot pair, Bluetooth I'ma fuck her then I dip, no, we cannot see it through Bitch, I know you love this shit (yeah) Bitch, I know you love the blues (yeah) I'on care about your feelings, you can treat me like a villain And yeah, I'm tryna see a million, but I'm tryna see a billion I'ma fuck this shit up Who the fuck brought me into the building (huh?) Bitch, I'm finna do some hardcore drugs for the feeling (let's go!) Lil' bitch, you think I'm dead, but you should know I'm not I'm hard for her, bitch, I tee up a notch I'm the new up-and-coming nigga in the spot (Yeah) I'm comin' for the money, and I'm comin' for the racks I'm comin' for yo' bitch, and I'm comin' for the stacks I got shooters and killers You better watch your back (shooters) I'm comin' for the gang, yuh nigga, that's facts I'm goin' for this, yeah, I'm goin' fuckin' crazy I was doing this shit but before fuckin' fugazi They not on my level, they can't even graze me And I'm spittin' too fast, nigga, just like Slim Shady (on God) Don't know what I am, but I'm not a meme I had to be something else just like the Fanta And I'm tired of this shit, I gotta get out Atlanta I'm tired of these niggas, ok I can't stand 'em I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs) I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs) I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs) I'ma do some hardcore drugs