Текст песни Drug Test - The Bul Bey

Aye, I just fail a drug test
It don't matter, I go on tour tomorrow
My homie called me, Told me
Fuck stress
We got some jawns to call, Ooo
You know they bound to fall through

Like come and knock on my door
I've been waiting for you
And I just want to have fun
And she does too

I'm back in my bag
Popping my tag
Look at my swag
Homie relax
I'm giving her back
My homie done smashed
It happened so fast
I'm showing some class
I was like damn
Shes shaped like a bottle
Not like a can
I asked my homies and all of my mans
They all call her Coca Cola
Because shes already something that everyone had

Why you hating on us while we getting money
Jumping off of planes landing in different countries
I'm out here making moves, you just making assumptions
Bitch I'm from Philly, we got bars
Homie its always sunny

Back it up like a hard drive
Ask your Mom, I'm a heartthrob
Get it jumping like her car died
Working part-time, in the summer rain
Like Carl Tom
And it passes by, like Pharcyde
And I ain't get the spot, and I ain't the job
Man you know why...

Cuz I just fail a drug test
It don't matter, I go on tour tomorrow
My homie called me, Told me
Fuck stress
We got some jawns to call, Ooo
You know they bound to fall through

Like come and knock on my door
I've been waiting for you
And I just want to have fun
And she does too

Hop in my ride
Feeling the vibes
Passing the time
Have the time of your life
Too many shots
I hope we survive the night the I provide, yeah

If it ain't a blessing she wont take it home
And its still Philly when you say it wrong
Its The Bul Bey, say the whole thing
No games played and no hate involved
Who would've known it'll take this long
Leaving Notheast bumppin' reggaeton
Hot as fish grease and the grit cheese
That your grandma put the bacon on

Straight out the diaspora
And she got that big ass bruh

Wait a second let me get a minute
I'm just counting blessings
Ain't no competition...

I said wait a second
I'm just counting blessings
You ain't get the message?
Please peep the method, look

I just fail a drug test
It don't matter, I go on tour tomorrow
My homie called me, Told me
Fuck stress
We got some jawns to call, Ooo
You know they bound to fall through

Like come and knock on my door
I've been waiting for you
And I just want to have fun
And she does too