P4USE Lyrics
[VERSE 1]
Y'all drinking lean like it's breast milk
Y'all rocking cotton; i only wear fresh silk
Catch me at the barber with the gucci gown
Bust it down and save it for later
I only want "T" if you smoking the paper
It's gon' be breeze if you don't even date her
But you're lustful and trustful; just wait until later
Your love will be pushed down just like a fader
I got girlies on standby
Waiting just to say hi
Roaming round the bayside
Looking through the same eyes
Into the day 'n' nite, may I
Make an assumption
You don't have a landline or a maybach
When lens on the track you know the line rocked
You on the track‚ you know the ball dropped
Bitches on my dick; better get off
Don't need your hoe
And don't need the cops
Don't need to know
All the deetz of the ops
So i'll just flow
And keep y'all on the bop
Got a new phone
No contacts (ah)
Need some new numbers
Yeah‚ need some new ones
Need some new brothers
To ride 'round the slums
Need some new brothers
To go do some new drugs
Need a new something
To fight off the tug
I walk in the club then i own the place
You walk in my club then the throne's in place
Just kidding it's a fucking toilet mate
Don't need your shit on this beautiful day
Hoes need to chill they ain't got shit to say
Bitches on bitches on bitches all day
Gossip somehwere else‚ these ears ain't for hate
You got a brand new belt, I got a brand new fate
[Chorus]
Y'all chasing the dragon
While i am the drake
You go in my mind
It's a fucked up state
You gonna need a new grind
I'mma plug the whole state
You gonna see who shine
You gonna see who made it
Bitches on my mind
I can't complain
You got murder in your mind
I got murder in my brain
I'mma fuck your bitch
I'mma fuck everything
I'mma fuck your mom
Then I'm out this game
[VERSE 2]
Y'all lying 'bout shit that don't even matter
Got bitches, Got Gucci‚ Got Fendi, Got Prada
Well I'm stealing your purses
I'm stealing your product
Pounds on pounds on pounds on P's
Found out the loudness of all this green
Not a fucking sound bitch, I need you to be silent
For me. You can't‚ you'll see what I will do
To someone who won't listen
And needs to learn their lessson
From the Lens, through and through
Aim to the chest; Boom, boom, boom
Who's fucking next? You, you, you
Y'all feeling hexed?
Well, I feel it too bitch
I been feeling sick since
I can't take no medicine
So fuck the government
They gon' have to let us in
Eventually. At least that's what I hope...
Or they're gonna kill me
[Chorus]
Y'all chasing the dragon
While i am the drake
You go in my mind
It's a fucked up state
You gonna need a new grind
I'mma plug the whole state
You gonna see who shine
You gonna see who made it
Bitches on my mind
I can't complain
You got murder in your mind
I got murder in my brain
I'mma fuck your bitch
I'mma fuck everything
I'mma fuck your mom
Then I'm out this game