PhARmACiSt

Yeah
Look at all this shit (Yeah)
Shawty wanna buy some percs bitch I ain't pharmacist (You ain't got no Percs)
Let her on my tree trunk
Then I hang the bitch up like an ornament (Sheesh)
My voice got her wet she acting like i'm her God and shit
Uh (Ew)
She a birdie (Okay)
This some Burberry (Woo, woo)
I make her nervous (Slatt Slatt)
When she around me (Why?)
Cause I got purpose (Okay)
Came through swervin (Skrt)
Rolls Royce came with the curtains (Woo, woo, woo)

Tell em up its up and this shit could get stuck today
No folding no bending I don't know no other way (Yeah)
Bitch hop on this dick I don't care what your mother say
Stack it stack it money coming automatic (Brrt)
Look at the fashion (Woo)
You just a average
She fuck with me cause I'm established (Yeah)
Look at the damage
Shawty got her some baggage
She cannot come to my mansion (Bitch you can't come)
Sliding on beats because I don't got traction
Comparing my flow to some acid
Every time you see me out I walk with the majic dippin in expensive fabric
You said you woke
Bitch you a joke (Uh)
Tell em it's up
Shit can get stuck (Uh)
Dick in her throat
She bouta gulp (Uh)
Tie her with cuffs
She don't like rope

Yeah Yeah
Uh (Woo)
Look at all this shit (HA!)
Shawty wanna buy some Percs bitch I ain't pharmacist (Bitch!)
Let her on my tree trunk then I hang the bitch up like a ornament (Hey!)
My voice got her wet she acting like I'm her God and shit
Uh (Damn)
She a birdie (Whoa)
This some Burberry (Woo)
I make her nervous (Hey, hey)
When she around me (Why)
Cause I got purpose (Shii, shii)
Came through swervin (Skrt)
Rolls Royce came with the curtains (Damn! Curtain)

Mad mad mad (MAD)
I got all these hoes mad mad mad (Why?)
Going out sad (Why?)
Upset cause I ain't sharing the bag (Well Damn!)
I know niggas in the field moving work serving Malcolm in the middle (Forreal?)
I was thinking they was real if I ain't move
I could've got myself killed (Grrow)
I think I forgot to mention my brudda came in with extension (Damn)
Toatin a big ol baretta (Okay)
Come in we gunning we stretch ya out
You know why you spirit so low (Why?)
Because you be smoking on fetaynol
She sucking my dick the way that she handling It she lookin like a professional

Yeah Yeah
Uh
Look at all this shit (Hey)
Shawty wanna buy some Percs bitch I ain't pharmacist (No)
Let her on my tree trunk then I hang the bitch up like a ornament (Hang her up)
My voice got her wet she acting like I'm her God and shit (What!)
Uh
She a birdie (Birdie)
This some Burberry (What!)
I make her nervous (Okay)
When she around me (Why?
Cause I got purpose (Wow)
Came through swervin (Skrt)
Rolls Royce came with the curtains (Hee, hee, skrt)



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Writer(s): Julian Lake
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