You got swag you got style Bicth look out this cost thous Take my work out of town Flip this don't tell no one else Move by yourself Girl here take these pounds Baby put it in your sweater It started off with the trips Now we outta town moving bricks [Repeat]
The coke and the dope could flip Is my addiction, addiction It started off with the trips Now we outta town moving bricks The coke and the dope could flip Is my addiction, addiction All the fiends say
[Break x2: woman singing] I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you I'm addicted to you Your my addiction
When the coke came off omeraaaaa And popping stacks of ecstacyyyyyy And it could not be no clearerrrrrrr That she leaving the club with meeee
I just hope that you notice The rims on the lotus Are low to the ground Listen, baby I glisten Look at my wrist and I stay with the pound So your ass I'l get splattered
[Chorus: x2] It started off with the chips No we outta town moving bricks The coke and the dope could flip Is my addiction, addiction
Now all the fiends saying
[Break x2]
I gotta super sour diesel and them xanax pills I got cocaine, meth and them hoes in heels I do it all baby, but never outshine your master Matter fact don't outshine a buck cause I'm blasting ya Drought in the streets trap boys crying broke So every weekend a trap boy gettin smoked Niggaz pray and hope for good dope But get bad batches and cocaine come in a wet package That's no good mayne
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