CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Addiction
If the blunt ain't burnin' right, I gotta fix it
Got a hickey on my d**k, she wanna kiss it
Took the Wock, grabbed the Tris, then I mixed it
Middle fingers in the air if you listenin'
Not a doc but I'm f**kin' with prescriptions
Chasin' bags is becoming an addiction
Off this dope, got me higher than tuition
Middle fingers in the air if you listenin'
In them pyramids like Lil Boobie an Egyptian
Kickin' down yo door like a letter of eviction
Be careful wit' yo dogs, quick to give out a description
Seen it in a dream but ain't know it was predictions
Speedin' up the road, me and [?] was superst**ious
He was trappin' Sour Diesel to some politicians
Aye shawty on her knees like I'm preachin' a religion
We ain't have to ask, he got shot up for suspicions
Mikey hit 'em with the heat but he known as a magician
You not in the bracket of the men in my position
Put that money in the brown paper bag and get it poppin'
Where you goin' hard as this, it ain't no other options
If the blunt ain't burnin' right, I gotta fix it
Got a hickey on my d**k, she wanna kiss it
Took the Wock, grabbed the Tris, then I mixed it
Middle fingers in the air if you listenin'
Not a doc but I'm f**kin' with prescriptions
Chasin' bags is becoming an addiction
Off this dope, got me higher than tuition
Middle fingers in the air if you listenin'
Got a hickey on my d**k, she wanna kiss it
Took the Wock, grabbed the Tris, then I mixed it
Middle fingers in the air if you listenin'
Not a doc but I'm f**kin' with prescriptions
Chasin' bags is becoming an addiction
Off this dope, got me higher than tuition
Middle fingers in the air if you listenin'
In them pyramids like Lil Boobie an Egyptian
Kickin' down yo door like a letter of eviction
Be careful wit' yo dogs, quick to give out a description
Seen it in a dream but ain't know it was predictions
Speedin' up the road, me and [?] was superst**ious
He was trappin' Sour Diesel to some politicians
Aye shawty on her knees like I'm preachin' a religion
We ain't have to ask, he got shot up for suspicions
Mikey hit 'em with the heat but he known as a magician
You not in the bracket of the men in my position
Put that money in the brown paper bag and get it poppin'
Where you goin' hard as this, it ain't no other options
If the blunt ain't burnin' right, I gotta fix it
Got a hickey on my d**k, she wanna kiss it
Took the Wock, grabbed the Tris, then I mixed it
Middle fingers in the air if you listenin'
Not a doc but I'm f**kin' with prescriptions
Chasin' bags is becoming an addiction
Off this dope, got me higher than tuition
Middle fingers in the air if you listenin'
