Lyrics:
The primary objective of a narcotics investigation
Is not just the identification of the drug user
It is more important to locate the supplier,
somethin' light
Promised i'd stop fuckin' with narcotics I'm pumpin' white
Schosa mixin' beans with codeine in my fuckin' Sprite
FNR the team, for a bing, get
Analogies of appearances
As apollo inspiration
For non-narcotic dreams -
These are what subsequent
Creative euphoria is related to,
The world
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Starter kit, ring
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hard than a bitch like
Starter kit, I'm hard than a bitch like
Who came in the bitch? I'm going
put it in the bank
Had to slow down on them percys scared to pop em might be fake
Only take narcotics cus that’s what’s gon help me with my pain
Im
of a night
Digital kit
Praying for it
One super-shoot have a critical hit
Isn't too late
Fighting for fate
Look like a saint
Pretty girls in my force
(Ready
epmd, you be u.g.-in
On a heavy narcotic, such as speed or crack
Because your rhyme's mediocre but your tracks are wack
Not fiction but fact black,
sold
So quit the singin come swingin cause of the beat that I'm bringin
Tryin to wax EPMD, you be U.G.-in
On a heavy narcotic, such as speed or crack
cardigans
Both parties party with me, bipartisan
Kick start a starter kit, pull out dick on a charlatan
And haul 'em when you're romancing these hoes like
Oh, oh
You really wanna go?
I'll take you out tonight but you gotta promise me
Really wanna take a break no Kit Kat
Already moving on got sick
Want to make it last longer?
Better take a pic
Talk your shit
I’ll swipe off your lip kit, yeah
Standing ten toes strong
You gone have to kill me
phone go chirp) but you wanna come by?
(My phone go chirp, gotta bend these Percs)
Breakin' down, get a break like a Kit-Kat (ayy, yeah)
Rockin' all
kick it? Call Messi (go)
You wanna kick it? Call Ronaldo
I got narcotics and Narcos (Narcos)
White diamonds, Jack Harlow (white)
Remember trappin' in
To keep hold of anything
For more than a short time
Possessions of a sentimental kind
They were mine, now they're not
Gym-kits and trainers
To keep hold of anything
For more than a short time
Possessions of a sentimental kind
They were mine, now they're not
Gym-kits and trainers
Music slamming like dominos
May day
Houston now I think we got a problem
Cops pull us over we get caught with narcotics
Boy I'm from that west where
snowing
She step in leather when she walk in with me, the rick owens
Brick hitter, Bitch hitter, Loui zip stepper
Wrist litter, kit bigger, I'm the home
started to hit
Cracking the seal, just bought me a kit
Said "I'm alone" and she came through quick
Perky a day, doctor away, all this poison got me sick
so I sip Hennessy, it's a beam on the kit we ain't play hide and seek
You ran out of pape go and take you a seat
Drugs in my body it's hard just
the conscious with dope and narcotics
Death at the door and I’m there with the rocket
Paranoid I don’t trust nobody
Fuck love I can’t love nobody
Zip loud that’s
Yeah...
I was born under the California sun
When life was much simpler than rhythms and drums
Deep divin' in a city filled with narcotics and guns
the fuck you actin' fake
Tryna define the real? (Let's go)
Every weapon got a kit, they all designed to kill
Risk takin', pray to God before I jump
a nigga like a Kit Kat
Niggas think shit funny
I'm Rollin wit ya honey
She hoppin like a bunny
Ima toxic nigga Makin her nose runny
Got the narcotics
BAD LIL BITCH FROM THE TROPICS
SHE WANNA FUCK
WHAT THE TOPIC?
JUST TAKE IT RIGHT OFF ME
IM IN OFF-WHITE WITH NARCOTICS
ALL IN MY PACK WITH THE ROBINS
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