Good Drugs Berner & Young Dolph (Ft. Juicy J)

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[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Why I sag like this, 'cause I don't give a damn
Why I talk this trap shit, 'cause I don't give a damn
Ayy, I just weighed a joint that weighed six grams
If she ain't a freak then I don't give a damn
Bad bitches, good drugs
Bad bitches, good drugs
Bad bitches, good drugs
Bad bitches, good drugs, good drugs

[Verse 1: Berner]
Sideshows and lil baby let the tires burn
I ain't got time for her 'less she tryna earn
Hella packs on the floor, grab the purple gloves
Got a taste of out of state money, fell in love
Fuck a safe, we dig holes somewhere in the hills
She a star plus baby girl can run in heels
Fuck the radio, they play me 'hind them prison walls
Throw me all of 'em, I bet you I can move 'em all
Atlanta Georgia for the summer, tell them trucks to leave
Extend stay on Claremont, I stayed there for a week
The W on Buckhead, that's where the smoking fee
I get eight grand a P when I'm overseas

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Why I sag like this, 'cause I don't give a damn
Why I talk this trap shit, 'cause I don't give a damn
Ayy, I just weighed a joint that weighed six grams
If she ain't a freak then I don't give a damn
Bad bitches, good drugs
Bad bitches, good drugs
Bad bitches, good drugs
Bad bitches, good drugs, good drugs