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New vibe New vibe New vibe

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I'm in love with the money the drugs and the hoes

Bad bad hoes ion know where to go

Night out in Paris we shopping for clothes

I got Gucci and Prada Bottega my coat

Smokin good dope with a few naked hoes

Out in Vegas spreadin' money on bitches

Brand new Lenciaga that shit cost me a biscuit

Double R lights super bright like it's Christmas

Cartier money spent that on my Misses

Eighty thou' on my wrist baby yeah that's tuition

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I can't put down the drugs man that shit no discussion

I keep takin' the pills and the lean

Percocet baby I need more than three

Devil he creepin' he coming for me

I'm finna relapse off the pills I'm a druggie

Two perc's to the face bitch that ain't nothin'

Glock to his face we gon shoot him for nothing

We got big fully autos with lasers and drum kits

Way I suck on her clit got her loving my suction

Spent like ten thou' on my bitch that ain't nothing

Give a fuck bout the price we gon drop us a hunnit

I got sexy money way I keep that shit comin'

I got real shooters that'll pop at ya muffin

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I love my girl but I don't really trust her

knife in my back from the midnight discussions I ran out of lean so I sip Robitussin

And I can't sleep at night cause these thoughts keep on coming

Smoke a ounce of Biscotti that shit help me function

I been thumbing through bands cause these racks keep on coming

I'm a old dirty bastard this trigger I'm clutching

I got blood on my hands from the coughin' and wheezin'

Go to war for my momma just give me a reason

I got suicide doors on the whip for the season

Man I'm so paranoid feel my Devil he creepin'

Uh I can't put down the drugs man that shit no discussion

Knife in my back from the demons they huntin'

Sick of losing focus I need drugs to keep focus

I need new drugs to make me feel like at home

Sorry baby I can't answer my phone

These bitches ain't loyal its just money and drugs

Take designer drugs trynna go touch the sun

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I love my girl but I don't really trust her

knife in my back from the midnight discussions I ran out of lean so I sip Robitussin

And I can't sleep at night cause these thoughts keep on coming

Smoke a ounce of Biscotti that shit help me function

I been thumbing through bands cause these racks keep on coming

I'm a old dirty bastard this trigger I'm clutching

I got blood on my hands from the coughin' and wheezin'

Go to war for my momma just give me a reason

I got suicide doors on the whip for the season

Man I'm so paranoid feel my Devil he creepin'