Pharmacist

All these lil bitches need to stay up out my mix
Every time they see me out all my diamonds make 'em sick
Yea I'm still servin' they know I'm a pharmacist
I got tree I got wax I got shrooms I got bricks

Don't be on a budget cause my weed not cheap
I don't want no boring friends I stay lookin for the freaks
Bad bitches fuck wit me They keep me on repeat
All these people wanna be me tryna study my technique

Bitches lookin bitter
I be doin' better
Countin' up sum figures
Smokin' on that Pressure
Hoppin' out the sprinter
Everything leather
Always been a winner I ain't fuckin' wit no beggar

All these lil bitches need to stay up out my mix
Every time they see me out all my diamonds make 'em sick
Yea I'm still servin' they know I'm a pharmacist
I got tree I got wax I got shrooms I got bricks

I don't gotta flex on hoes they go notice
I ain't choose this life lil bitch I was chosen
In and out the bank now they think my money stolen
Weighing so much pack got the fuckin' scale broken
Big boss bitch so the opps be so jealous
I'ma keep eating that why this hoes anorexic
Ain't no falling off cause I'm way too connected
What I spent on my necklace is what I made before breakfast



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Chris Gomez, Mark Christopher Jr Hardin, Ariel Angeleic Riley
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