Drug Love Hurricane Wisdom
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[Intro]
You don't have to show me love
You don't have to show me love
Okey
[Chorus]
You don't have to show me love
I've been startin' to think that I work better off these drugs
Baby, if you leave, I prolly won't even give a fuck
Only thing I need in this life is prolly dubs
Shit may be hard, but I be with the gang
My villains quick to take a nigga brain
Swear to God, givin' what he pull out, let it rain
I'm a money bender, you can call a nigga Aang
Nigga say I can't, ain't too much I can't do
Money make moves, type of bitch you see on Shade Room, in my bedroom
I don't know much for the media, I feel like I made it out
She the type of bitch, gon' eat it out, but then I kick her out
[Verse]
See, I just want that fuckin' double R, pull up like Richie Rich
If I put yo' bitch in double R, don't throw no hissy fits
And bro, don't mention me, that shit is odd, you know I'm fuckin' lit
Bitch, I'm 'bout to get that Audemars, put thousands on my wrist
I've been thinkin' 'bout it
Gon' be no cancer in this bih, you got gas and lite it
Won't even ask about some shit, it ain't 'bout green, decline it
If she for me, recline it, I just need better weed
Nigga, stop fuckin' with that all, that shit amphetamine
You don't have to show me love
You don't have to show me love
Okey
[Chorus]
You don't have to show me love
I've been startin' to think that I work better off these drugs
Baby, if you leave, I prolly won't even give a fuck
Only thing I need in this life is prolly dubs
Shit may be hard, but I be with the gang
My villains quick to take a nigga brain
Swear to God, givin' what he pull out, let it rain
I'm a money bender, you can call a nigga Aang
Nigga say I can't, ain't too much I can't do
Money make moves, type of bitch you see on Shade Room, in my bedroom
I don't know much for the media, I feel like I made it out
She the type of bitch, gon' eat it out, but then I kick her out
[Verse]
See, I just want that fuckin' double R, pull up like Richie Rich
If I put yo' bitch in double R, don't throw no hissy fits
And bro, don't mention me, that shit is odd, you know I'm fuckin' lit
Bitch, I'm 'bout to get that Audemars, put thousands on my wrist
I've been thinkin' 'bout it
Gon' be no cancer in this bih, you got gas and lite it
Won't even ask about some shit, it ain't 'bout green, decline it
If she for me, recline it, I just need better weed
Nigga, stop fuckin' with that all, that shit amphetamine
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