Lyrics

Now they're all looking at the East Coast thanks to us Used to be broke Now it's kilos Thank You Drugs Yeah Thank You Drugs Aye Thank you so much Without you I'd be a scrub You made me a star You made me a star You made me a boss Disappear off the map it's not safe out here Gotta get to the cash it's a race out here Lot of frauds and rats and snakes out here In Mercedes Benz Fold the roof back Yeah they hate that I'm here But I made it Made it I'm the plug I been selling these drugs til I make it That's what's up On white with these thots They're sucking me off till I'm famous Off White to the socks I never had dosh So much white on me now should be racist Snow Bunnies I cum on their faces Tell that bitch here just wait in the car Catching Cases If they want beef We got spinners SKs ARs Spin em on the spot like a ballerina Grab the 2 shot inside my girl bra I can't get enough Why the drugs have to come with this power My brother on the run And he caught him out of luck His body gettin foul Bet he wish he ran like a C-Coward Look who's poppin now Motherfucker Say what I want out loud and they feel this sound If you want me gone then You should get a move on You better kill me now I was on the grounds I was doing work for like $1.50 an hour Now I'm making Pounds Pesos Platos I can run it up whatever the amount I was only young When I learnt how to grow that money on trees Big fuck off crops Broke my leg out on the field And that's when these lil' dogs Got the guts to run right off Throwing shots Throwing shots throwing shots I'm like Steph out here with the bow Whatever the cost I can spend it and prof My watch it cost a hundred thou Now it's worth 2 Everything new No Flex zone it isn't allowed Endone I'm up in the clouds Kilos and pebbles I'm crushing em down wow Wow Wow Just coz I called you bro Don't mean your blood You can be a friend or foe Violate get touched It's feeling like can the real Dondrino Please stand up Used to be broke But that primo Makes me bucks Yeah I got two phones When they ring Only time I run Now they're all looking at the East Coast Thanks to us It's time to reload Couple Os of the gas in the glove Used to be broke Now it's kilos Thank you drugs Aye Thank you drugs Yeah Thank you so much Without you I'd be a scrub You made me a star You made me win wars You made me a boss
Writer(s): Dylan Thurnwald Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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