Free Drugs

Yah (Yeah)
I'm not paying you (Loner)
I'm not paying you b-b-bro, I'm not—
I'm not paying you! (Agh)

(Yah)
(Agh)
(Free drugs)
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(yah)
(Free drugs)
(Agh)

Look, look, look, okay
Fuck Walter White, bitch, I cook meth with Bill Nye
[?] away with 9/11, you could say I'm still fly
Kill cops, smoke blunts, enemies, they will die
My words like a liquor store, something that I live by
And I'll make them all pay, God as my witness
But lately God's another faggot on the hit-list
Heard I'm possessed, but man, that'd be messed up
Only one that had a demon inside her was my ex (What?)