Lyrics: Joshua Cinquez Loftin
Music: Joshua Cinquez Loftin
[Intro]
Aye, uh
[Chorus]
They in love with drugs, thugs, and bitches, yeah
Got no time for love, hugs, no kisses, yeah
New gas, new pack, we lit as ****
I don't care, we hit 'em up
Plug talk business, we stay suited up
Money we gon run it up
Everyday I'm swagging with it
Bad bitch, she gagging with it
She want me, she be grabbing with it
Her feet be dragging with it
Could've had me but she lost it
Sorry girl, I'm off it
And now she wanna top it
Oh baby, stop it, uh
[Verse]
These drugs exotic, baby
I know it make her crazy
Shorty off the lean and the weed, shorty cross faded
Highest in thΠ΅ room lil' bitch (Uh)
Shorty out here wilding off the shrooms and shit (AyΠ΅)
Shorty going crazy, did her boobs and shit (Aye)
Shorty go ahead and make your move lil' bitch (Aye, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know she want it, aye
I know she here for real
She asked if I was really ready
Girl I'm trained to kill
[Chorus]
They in love with drugs, thugs, and bitches, yeah
Got no time for love, hugs, no kisses, yeah
New gas, new pack, we lit as ****
I don't care, we hit 'em up
Plug talk business, we stay suited up
Money we gon run it up
Everyday I'm swagging with it
Bad bitch, she gagging with it
She want me, she be grabbing with it
Her feet be dragging with it
Could've had me but she lost it
Sorry girl, I'm off it
And now she wanna top it
Oh baby, stop it
[Verse 2]
I know it's been a minute since I came around
Babygirl I know you want it here and now
Always say my name when I come to town, yeah
I love it when you say it loud
I'm with them thugs and them bosses
I'm out here really making million dollar tosses
You really thought that you was gang?, but you ain't with us
Oh, you really thought you lit?, you can't hang with us
Oh, we trappin 'til the sun down
Nigga trippin', he get gunned down
All the police on the run now
Boy you better not run now
We gon hit that party up
Had to leave that shit, ain't hard enough
Don't got no drinks, we bought em up
Hop in the whip, go start it up (Oh, oh)
[Chorus]
They in love with drugs, thugs, and bitches, yeah (Oh, oh, oh)
Got no time for love, hugs, no kisses, yeah (No love, no hugs)
New gas, new pack, we lit as **** (We lit, we lit, we lit)
I don't care, we hit 'em up (We hit, we hit, we hit)
Plug talk business, we stay suited up
Money we gon run it up (Oh, oh, oh)
Everyday I'm swagging with it
Bad bitch, she gagging with it
She want me, she be grabbing with it
Her feet be dragging with it
Could've had me but she lost it
Sorry girl, I'm off it
And now she wanna top it
Oh baby, stop it