Gin and Drugs (feat. Problem)

Uh, ayy, oh, uh

Up in this bitch and we all faded

**** 'bout a bitch, no we don't save her

Nothin' to a boss, do my own thing

It's money over hoes, no I'm no stranger

One more bounce, we got more ounces

One more bounce, we got more ounces

One more bounce, we got more ounces

One more bounce, we got more ounces

Gin and drugs, gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs

We got

Only on Gin and them drugs, I walked in, in the club

About three of them, dawg I'm not kiddin'

When I tell you if you came with your bitch

Then it's the end of my car, push-start the engine

Let's start from the beginning

With a young ***** from the 'Burgh

Smokin' weed, gettin' money, **** what you heard

Know they hate 'cause I'm flyer than I ever been

High off a medicine

bitch bad, her ass fat, I'll probably let her in

Ball so ****in' hard I need a letterman

Know a couple *****s that I'm better than

Bitch, I don't sweat it or the money 'cause I get it

Taylor Gang on top, just remember that I said it

**** this whole bitch, grab my weed, then I jetted

Up in this bitch and we all faded

**** 'bout a bitch, no we don't save her

Nothin' to a boss, do my own thing

It's money over hoes, no I'm no stranger

One more bounce, we got more ounces

One more bounce, we got more ounces

One more bounce, we got more ounces

One more bounce, we got more ounces

Gin and drugs, gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs

We got!

Baby it's **** day, who wanna bang?

Even though I had some, right 'fore I came

It's lit though!

Girl you ain't ****ing what you here for?

Got at least 3 zips rolled, all ready

Wiz brought another jar with him

Gin and drugs got me feelin' like a car hit him

'Round 6 a.m once I hit my DM

Didn't have a rubber so she got to feel this skin

Money stacks stack high, bruh this don't bend

What's up with your friend? Biatch!

Ho, yeah-yeah-yeah

Feeling like Mitch when the light hit him

Married to the money, let the rice hit him

Up in this bitch and we all faded

**** 'bout a bitch, no we don't save her

Nothin' to a boss, do my own thing

It's money over hoes, no I'm no stranger

One more bounce, we got more ounces

One more bounce, we got more ounces

One more bounce, we got more ounces

One more bounce, we got more ounces

Gin and drugs, gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs

We got!

音频工程师 : Mario Luccy

音频助理 : Michael Huff/"Famous" David Nash