Clyde Carson - D.R.U.G.S lyrics

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Clyde Carson - D.R.U.G.S lyrics

[Hook: Problem] Drugs, d**, b**h I'm on d** [Verse 1: Problem] Molly and the weed tho, that's all I gotta say When I put my dicks in this hoes I hope they high as me Prolly not, f** it, taxi all in public Never wanna use it, prolly don't If she let me f** it Hella burnt turnt like a car going 'round the corner Won't change like the coin machine is f**ing out of order Never ever follow orders I make orders follow me Riding in the ghost got me hella booze Halloween, me and that clown, no make up Red velvet in the sky, my cake's up b**h booty sittin high, her cake's up 2 words I can't stand lace front Ha, I'm playing girl you know you fly Blow me b**h don't blow my high, what? [Hook: Problem] Drugs, d**, d** b**h I'm on d**, huh? Drugs, d**, d** b**h I'm on d**, huh? [Verse 2: Clyde Carson Zoner, get owner, all cash pink slip, and a loaner Need something in your mouth I'm a donor 35 racks in my cup holder Feels for deals my voice give her the chills I blow a kiss to molly, then she give me the thrill It's like a high, just can't quit 6 in the morning, a n***a still lit Tell them that I'm living a life you want in You can mob, long as you understand this and do your job Sun coming up man she still wanna ride I don't like sh** but I still wanna drive Moving lane to lane I got the coupe 2 stepping Hop out like a young black Hugh Hefner Fly, fresher, hella weed, bunch of sour on the dresser, huh? [Hook: Problem] Drugs, d**, d** b**h I'm on d**, huh? Drugs, d**, d** b**h I'm on d**, huh? [Verse: Berner] Wake up in the morning, hit the kesha Right before I head to the weed spot I dump all 10 then I recup My liver too shine, need a detox Why you clear, you that's coke and criss I get her drunk as hell then let her choke on dick I'm breathing slow, heart beating fast I got cookie for days, your weed is trash I used to be at school on the jail tab I made a quarter mill off a meth lab I brought a 10 pack on the grey hound I used to be along with the grey pound I'm on one, xans and a bottle of gyn Throw a molly in the gla** Make her s** all my friends Real talk no time for games I smoke DMT and now I'm seeing thangs I'm on d** Drugs, d**, d**