Gateway Hustle Gang (Ft. Ink, Tokyo Jetz, Translee & Yung Booke)

[Chorus: Ink]
Boo just pass me the Percocet
But I don't know if shit workin' yet
Tokyo pass me the drank
'Night I ain't really tryna think
We walkin' through the gateway drug
Going way way up

[Verse 1: Ink]
I swear I can see the ceiling
I'm faded feelin'
A cold nigga ain't never chillin' with no fake chillers
Pussy money and religion, who ain't willin'?
I think this bogus
She sent me her addie', got an Addy to help her focus
Snuck her a line of coke
But dope ain't nobody notice
Got the shroom with the lemon juice
High as a flying lotus
Room spinnin' (Room spinnin')
Fanta chuckin' the duce in it
Who trippin' (Who trippin')
Mmkay well that's who business
DMT and MDMA in the DNA
Whatever you rollin' she hope it's laced with nothing safe (Unsafe)
'Cause these minds race without the brakes (Without the brakes)
We still here through God's grace (God's grace)
Sativa hit ya like Sharkeisha
You get too high I kick your ass out like Martin and Gina