Designer Drugs Nicholas Craven & Boldy James

[Intro]
It's the Jack God
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Big city, small China, started as small-timers
Scared to dwell on my past, I got Alzheimers
Totin' my thirty, me and girlie pullin' all-nighters
She made me wish I never met her on my Carl Thomas
Droppin' pints of red, poppin' bars for the healin'
But now we pull up Cullinan, stars in the ceilin'
Ten thou' reverse, it got me turnt up like the power steerin'
She still ain't talkin' 'bout no money, must be hard of hearin'
Laid out the blueprint, how to run up them blue strips
Remembеr Mox said, "If the blow take a three, then that's goosе shit"
Come through and flood your town with blues on some Woo shit
Sometimes I'll do 'em in the city for the two-six
Glock 23, extended twenty-two clip
Big money, heavy weight, skinny as a toothpick
But now we pour exotic pops and burn the finest crud
Sip lines of mud, that's all we know is designer drugs

[Chorus]
That's all we smoke, that's all we pour is designer drugs
Can catch me somewhere on the west coast tryna find a plug
Who get it off the boat? That's all we want is designer drugs
That's all we want, that's all we know is them designer drugs