#DrugFlow 2 Intro

[Intro]
Drug Flow (This a Scrim beat!)
Yeah!

[Verse]
Blunt full of Kill Bill (Woop!)
Cashed out now these bills kill (Trap-A-Holics! Woop!)
She pop her pussy, and I pop a pill (Aah!)
Till my death I swear to God, I'ma keep it trill (Amen)
Muddy cup with some Jolly Ranchers (Woop!)
Triple stacks, call them Power Rangers (Woop!)
No new friends, so motherfuckin’ stranger (Fuck 'em!)
You hear "This a Scrim beat" you know that it's a banger (Bow-bow!)
Smoking Weezy, double cup of Drake (Ah-hah!)
Call it that Weezy ’cause I can't feel my face (Ah-hah!)
Call it that Drake 'cause all these hoes want a taste (Okay!)
Call it that Drake 'cause all these hoes want a taste (Okay!)
New rapper, and I'm three tapes in (Yeah!)
You been at it six years, no fans, just friends (Ha ha!)
Let's be real, don't pretend
Everybody don't make it (Ah-hah!)
How you thirty years old and still ain’t got no placement ([?])
Rappin’ in your mama basement, no talent, you basic (Woop!)
Show at the same places, crowd with the same faces (Woop!)
Is you faded? Are you trippin'? ’Cause to me this shit too easy (Woop!)
Got more money on my feet than you make in one whole evening (Woop!)
Fairytale motherfuckers, tryna make believe 'em (Yeah!)
My hoes change with the season, fuck 'em for no reason (Aah!)
Ass black, fat and tall (Yeah!)
Sippin' on that Houston, shinin’ like Paul Wall ([?])
This that OG honky, all these pussies on me (Woop!)
So I treat 'em like them hoes and tell 'em "bitch, get off me" (Woop!)
Then I go and rob they money, then I go and fuck they honey (Bow-bow!)
Scrimmy two guns, shoutout my homie Sonny (Rrah!)
I'm too trill for these phonies, y'all ain't even in my league ([?])
Got these bitches suckin' dick while I just blow my weed (Okay!)
Arms tatted sleeve, sippin' on that lean (Yeah! Yeah!)
Bitch, whatchu mean you ain't 'gon fuck the team, hoe? (Ah-hah!)

[Outro]
Scrim, Drug Flow
I'm high as fuck
Yeah, we smoking
Stay smoking
You know I stay on smoking
You know I stay on smoking
I'm a fiend for that potion, that potion
Yeah, G*59
Rep till I die
By the way, I ain't even no fuckin' rapper
And I'm killin' these boys
Just funny how it goes, ah?
Uh, woop!