CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : PrettyDemonRockstarz (its The Drugs)
Evilgiane
(Yuh)
Surf gang, b*t*h!
(Hi-C, b*t*h)
(Woah, yuh)
(Woah, woah, woah)
I'm that n***a, b*t*h I'm all of the above
Pouring up that Hi-Tech got me moving like a slug
I told her its forever but we ended so abrupt
I f**k that n***a b*t*h and now he tryna hold a grudge
So many snakes around me I don't know who I don't trust
I only trust myself b*t*h it could never be enough
She wanna f**k the gang because she know a n***a up
We felt like we love but I could never be the one
Rockstar, trapstar, b*t*h I'm all of the above
f**king on yo woman crush, glaze her face like honeybuns
Feel like Manny Pacquiao I beat that pu**y wit a glove
And I'm surfing through the clouds I got that kush inside my lungs
Rockstar like Post Malone, baby kush is my cologne
Off a Molly, f**king hoes, baby I'm a Rolling Stone
She a bad yellowbone, shoulda left yo b*t*h at home
She not picking up the phone 'cause I got her giving dome
Told that b*t*h to f**k the bros, then I made her hit the road
Pull up in the Rango's, [?] wrist on rocky road
Told yo b*t*h to touch her toes, only wear designer clothes
She gon' suck me for some snow, then I told her adiós
Rockstar, pornstar, b*t*h I'm all of the above
Couple bands for this fit, lil' b*t*h don't touch
She told me that she love me but I know that it's the drugs
I know that she a sl*t, be we felt like we in love
This pain inside my heart it turned a n***a so corrupt
My neck 'n wrist on froze, and it's shining like the sun
n***a if you stand so close you might spontaneously combust
(Hah, b*t*h, yuh)
Casting spells, made that b*t*h hit the floor
I can't trust a b*t*h, so I f**k her with the pole
Dirty drugs gon' [?]
Cup full of blood
I'm moving slow
She can keep her thug
Mansion full of hoes
12 inch Forgiatos
Where you tryna go?
Demon with the draco
n***a I can't go, go
I can't go
Pull up with my slatt, [?] demon with the scope
Mixing blood with Act, keep it in my styrofoam
Let's go (Yuh, yuh, yuh, b*t*h)
(Blood Rain Boys sh*t Reptilian Club Boys in this b*t*h, slatt, slatt)
There's no turning back
(Yuh)
Surf gang, b*t*h!
(Hi-C, b*t*h)
(Woah, yuh)
(Woah, woah, woah)
I'm that n***a, b*t*h I'm all of the above
Pouring up that Hi-Tech got me moving like a slug
I told her its forever but we ended so abrupt
I f**k that n***a b*t*h and now he tryna hold a grudge
So many snakes around me I don't know who I don't trust
I only trust myself b*t*h it could never be enough
She wanna f**k the gang because she know a n***a up
We felt like we love but I could never be the one
Rockstar, trapstar, b*t*h I'm all of the above
f**king on yo woman crush, glaze her face like honeybuns
Feel like Manny Pacquiao I beat that pu**y wit a glove
And I'm surfing through the clouds I got that kush inside my lungs
Rockstar like Post Malone, baby kush is my cologne
Off a Molly, f**king hoes, baby I'm a Rolling Stone
She a bad yellowbone, shoulda left yo b*t*h at home
She not picking up the phone 'cause I got her giving dome
Told that b*t*h to f**k the bros, then I made her hit the road
Pull up in the Rango's, [?] wrist on rocky road
Told yo b*t*h to touch her toes, only wear designer clothes
She gon' suck me for some snow, then I told her adiós
Rockstar, pornstar, b*t*h I'm all of the above
Couple bands for this fit, lil' b*t*h don't touch
She told me that she love me but I know that it's the drugs
I know that she a sl*t, be we felt like we in love
This pain inside my heart it turned a n***a so corrupt
My neck 'n wrist on froze, and it's shining like the sun
n***a if you stand so close you might spontaneously combust
(Hah, b*t*h, yuh)
Casting spells, made that b*t*h hit the floor
I can't trust a b*t*h, so I f**k her with the pole
Dirty drugs gon' [?]
Cup full of blood
I'm moving slow
She can keep her thug
Mansion full of hoes
12 inch Forgiatos
Where you tryna go?
Demon with the draco
n***a I can't go, go
I can't go
Pull up with my slatt, [?] demon with the scope
Mixing blood with Act, keep it in my styrofoam
Let's go (Yuh, yuh, yuh, b*t*h)
(Blood Rain Boys sh*t Reptilian Club Boys in this b*t*h, slatt, slatt)
There's no turning back
