Guilty Pleasure (feat. Lucid)

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Madd Hatter

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Drop it down
Drop it down
Drop it down
Drop it down
Don't let it get to your head
I just put that work in and I'm crazy stressed
Yes, made 'em all follow blindly 'til they lay to rest
What a mess
But I got all these diamonds so I don't stay depressed
Daily checks
Man, I get paid to flex
You ballin', I raise the bet
No worries about any losses
Already lost my soul
But I got a bottle
A couple o' shorties who know how to drop it low
No matter the drug, I feel the regret
But I want it all, I'm not gonna fold
Already done it a couple o' times
One more play and I'll let it go
Broke ego, get me that thick wallet
Drop it down, don't let it get to your head
I'm a bad bitch, there's something that you said
Drop it down, don't let it get to your head
Tapped in, yeah it's time to roll
Late nights at the club with a pile of dough
Uh, let the pilot know
We ain't finna make it on the flight no more
I got a feeling I'ma be the one to find her soul
You ain't gotta climb that pole
We got time to blow
So if you want it, we can sky the globe
Just tell me wherever you like to go (it's like that)
Pour me up, let's slide to the back
I just wanna vibe with the fam
Got a light in my hand
So I might be the man for her
Now my night's full of plans for her
Brought my camera, we can do an amateur
You can be Pamela
Damn it, I'm clamped to her
Can't put a title on it, it's ironic
'Cause our story came from a blank canvas here
Never knew that I'd be a victim to your scent
Need to find prescriptions
Light show, VIP, smoke rises
Mind gone, now I can't open my eyelids
I'm on, so no matter what the time is
Lucid supply hits, like I'm a right wrist
Too high, they been saying I'm a flight risk
Ha, tell 'em get off my dick
Broke ego, get me that thick wallet
Drop it down, don't let it get to your head
I'm a bad bitch, there's something that you said
Drop it down, don't let it get to your head
Broke ego, get me that thick wallet
Drop it down, don't let it get to your head
I'm a bad bitch, there's something that you said
Drop it down, don't let it get to your head
Got that black card, your arm over my shoulder
But boy, you know your place we're getting older
Doing same things, more cash, until it's over
And later, you better come get me in your rover

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