Lyrics Drugs Tn! - Omzijr

(Grief)
(Grief chains run inside)
(I've seen what it's like)
(What it's like)

Ecstasy and red and blue pills, I can't feel nothin'
Chugging down this bottle, I'm too tipsy, bitch, I'm too numb
Bro'nem crashin' out, he said he tryna go and kill somethin'
Keep messing with these thotties, nigga, I'm just tryna feel somethin'

Drugs tonight, hardcore, bro ain't ever sober
OD off these pills and ecstasies, ain't tryna feel nothin'
That bitch gave that pussy up for free, and I'm like, "So what?"
SRT the Glock, RT the whip, I'm tryna blow somethin'

Why these niggas talk 'bout me, I don't even know these niggas
Fuck she on my dick for when that bitch can't even show no figures?
Band for band bitch, rack for rack 'cause I know that my racks get bigger
Bitch, I butterfly doors the whip and now she want a brand-new figure

We off drugs tonight, I might die tonight, whoa, whoa
Bitch tell me you love me 'fore I see that light, oh whoa
I put my heart up in this shit, can't no nigga tell me I'm doing wrong
I just woke up, 15 missed calls and that bitch told me I do her wrong

That bitch talk to many men, so we call her 50 cent
She call my phone, she want some bread, but she can't get a cent
No, that bitch cant get a dime, nigga run up, end up flying
We gon' Peter Pan his ass, bet it won't be a second time

We off drugs tonight, hardcore, bro ain't ever sober
OD off these pills and ecstasies, ain't tryna feel nothin'
That bitch gave that pussy up for free, and I'm like, "So what?"
SRT the Glock, RT the whip, I'm tryna blow somethin'

Off drugs tonight, hardcore, bro ain't ever sober
OD off these pills and ecstasies, ain't tryna feel nothin'
That bitch gave that pussy up for free, and I'm like, "So what?"
SRT the Glock, RT the whip, I'm tryna blow somethin'

(S-SRT the Glock, RT the whip, I'm tryna blow somethin')
(S-SRT the Glock, RT the whip, I'm tryna blow somethin')
(Ah-ah, ah)
(Ah-ah, ah)