Indiana (feat. Simba)

Drugs
I'm Simba Mufasa with class
But if she real thick then I fuck her then dash
Fuck her then dash
Fuck her then dash yeah
Drugs drugs
Drugs

Drugs, thugs, designer plugs (Drugs)
Right wrist don't touch
Left wrist on flood
That's your bih she bust it
She give good brain - concussion (Yeah)
Weed so strong it's my new aroma (Yeah)
Strees get cold (Ha ha) Minnesota (Yeah)
She go loco uh for that coca (Yeah yeah yeah) (Coco)
The Moon in sight that mean i'm in my zone yeah

Yeah I gotta weigh it like bricks
Run up on me You get hit with the stick (Hit with it)
Look at this ice on my wrist
AD on the top do the challenge like Biggs yeah
Fish scales, hit a lick
Pull up with the broom like a witch
The digits on digits (Uh uh)
They didn't see the vision (Ahan)
Airtel got no service in the trap (Trapline ye)
Niggas chat shit but they don't know the half (They don't know the half)
Racks on racks lil boy do the maths
Mixing and matching the Gucci with Raf (Raf)
I'm torching just to find my path (Woody)
Yeah Yeah
Botanica I'm feeling gassed
Throw me a bitch I might kick her then pass (Passing it)
I'm Simba Mufasa wit class
But if she so real thick then I fuck her then dash yeah
I (I) I (I)
I used to roll with the gang (Roll wit it)
Room so full of sand (Dusted)
Bitch so fine, it's not how it seems
She wanted to fuck wit a Xan (Fuck with it)
She tweaked, bitch so geeked she tried to suck me through my pants
Through my pants
Through my pants yeah
Bitch so geeked she tried to suck me thru my pants yeah

Drugs, thugs, designer plugs (Drugs)
Right wrist don't touch
Left wrist on flood
That's your bih she bust it
She give good brain - concussion (Yeah)
Weed so strong it's my new aroma (Yeah)
Strees get cold (Ha ha) Minnesota (Yeah)
She go loco uh for that coca (Yeah yeah yeah) (Coco)
The Moon in sight that mean i'm in my zone yeah

Heard my name in a convo (Again)
Fake bitch, two faced
You can't (Pretend)
Please - please stop pushing my skin (Akhi)
My brodie be loving the weed (Selasie)
I go to the plug for Versace
You go to the plug for Hurrarche
There is a difference
(No need to grind and hustle)
I am so gifted
(Flexing my lyrical muscles)
See that they getting larger
She's the main star like Pragya
I can't move like Ahbi
This isn't Kumkum Bhagya
I am Mo Farah
Can't run out of pace
She go on her knees, i'm loving her face
The Taste like Tyga
The race like rider
She wanna beat
She wan feel all the bass
Serving the mob like ASAP
(Praise the lord the huncho)
Drugs, thugs, plugs
(That's her favourite combo)

Drugs, thugs, designer plugs (drugs)
Right wrist don't touch
Left wrist on flood
That's your bih she bust it
She give good brain - concussion (Yeah)
Weed so strong it's my new aroma (Yeah)
Strees get cold (Ha ha) Minnesota (Yeah)
She go loco uh for that coca (Yeah yeah yeah) (Coco)
The Moon in sight that mean i'm in my zone yeah

Play your cards right
Cards right
Play your cards right
Cards right (Yeah yeah)
Play your cards right
Play your cards right (That's her favorite combo)
Drugs



Credits
Writer(s): James Hanley, Ballard Macdonald
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