Pharmacy
You a think a, bap if,, I told you about what I did
When i speak it's only facts he was screaming ahhh when he got hit
Real tough on the net, now he on the floor looking like a bitch,
You know I'm stashing, bitch, I came for the loc
But I left with head, if you ain't talkin
Bout no paper, then you getting left on read
I just served my favorite white girl, she coppin' all my Xans
Niggas can't troll my brother, cause they don't know who popped they mans
I been the nigga on the court, never in the stands
Dude got up in that room and told on his friends
I'm high as hell, with bro nem he just popped a 10
I ain't wanna fuck the hoe, I put her on my twin
Bitch, I been out the way, don't be asking' where the fuck I been
R.I.P brother man I wish that, we could talk again
Lately, I been in mode, I been back and forth on the road
Bringin' back them lows, I bet my headys know it
Stashing' these bands, I'm bein' humble, nigga, I ain't tryna show it
Watching my opps and my friends, I swear I be paranoid
This bitch told me that she love me, I said, I'm already knowin
Tryna rob me, gon' have to kill me, cause I ain't goin
I'ma walking pharmacy, I be out here servin' psychedelics
I got a fiend that smokes za, and he be straight inhaling
Free the land, my niggas innocent, I swear somebody telling
I just trap and rap, don't know about no killings
But I run with some felons, nigga
But I run with some felons
You know what the fuck goin' on
Ayy, I'ma walking pharmacy
Ayy, you know I'm stashin
Bitch, I came for the loc, but I left with head
If you ain't talkin' bout no pape, you getting left on read
I just served my Favorite white girl, she coppin' all my Xans
Niggas cant troll my brother, cause they don't know who popped they mans
I been the nigga on the court, never in a stands
Dude got up in the room and told on his friends
I'm high as hell with bro nem, he just popped a 10
I ain't wanna fuck the hoe, I put her on my twin
Tryna stay away from goofy bitches, tryna box me in
Tryna stay away from slimy niggas, actin' like my mans
Nigga don't ever call me, cuz if you is not my kin
Bro don't know his ABCs, but clutchin' F&N
I'm told my junkies, calm down
Gonna be there in a minute
I'm told my junkies, calm down
Gonna be there in a minute
I'm told my junkies, calm down
Gonna be there in a minute
When i speak it's only facts he was screaming ahhh when he got hit
Real tough on the net, now he on the floor looking like a bitch,
You know I'm stashing, bitch, I came for the loc
But I left with head, if you ain't talkin
Bout no paper, then you getting left on read
I just served my favorite white girl, she coppin' all my Xans
Niggas can't troll my brother, cause they don't know who popped they mans
I been the nigga on the court, never in the stands
Dude got up in that room and told on his friends
I'm high as hell, with bro nem he just popped a 10
I ain't wanna fuck the hoe, I put her on my twin
Bitch, I been out the way, don't be asking' where the fuck I been
R.I.P brother man I wish that, we could talk again
Lately, I been in mode, I been back and forth on the road
Bringin' back them lows, I bet my headys know it
Stashing' these bands, I'm bein' humble, nigga, I ain't tryna show it
Watching my opps and my friends, I swear I be paranoid
This bitch told me that she love me, I said, I'm already knowin
Tryna rob me, gon' have to kill me, cause I ain't goin
I'ma walking pharmacy, I be out here servin' psychedelics
I got a fiend that smokes za, and he be straight inhaling
Free the land, my niggas innocent, I swear somebody telling
I just trap and rap, don't know about no killings
But I run with some felons, nigga
But I run with some felons
You know what the fuck goin' on
Ayy, I'ma walking pharmacy
Ayy, you know I'm stashin
Bitch, I came for the loc, but I left with head
If you ain't talkin' bout no pape, you getting left on read
I just served my Favorite white girl, she coppin' all my Xans
Niggas cant troll my brother, cause they don't know who popped they mans
I been the nigga on the court, never in a stands
Dude got up in the room and told on his friends
I'm high as hell with bro nem, he just popped a 10
I ain't wanna fuck the hoe, I put her on my twin
Tryna stay away from goofy bitches, tryna box me in
Tryna stay away from slimy niggas, actin' like my mans
Nigga don't ever call me, cuz if you is not my kin
Bro don't know his ABCs, but clutchin' F&N
I'm told my junkies, calm down
Gonna be there in a minute
I'm told my junkies, calm down
Gonna be there in a minute
I'm told my junkies, calm down
Gonna be there in a minute
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Writer(s): J Long
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