Kids
DYG
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Yeah were high on the drugs And were never coming down Yeah were high on the drugs And were never coming down Yeah were high on the drugs And were never coming down Yeah were high on the drugs And were never coming down Don't you see These drugs bring us closer Tryna figure out who I'm gonna be Gonna be me, motherfuckin georgie When we famous imma get some gold teeth And some Gucci tees, and some Louis heat Gonna be all types of fucking icey Kids need to find their DYG Kids need to find their DYG Their DYG Their DYG These my brothers don't mess with thee From different mothers but from the same tree When I rap I feel like I don't fucking breathe Poppin hella pills, sike thats Aleve I feel like I gotta leave I gotta leave I gotta leave I gotta be motherfucking free You a silly boy, I'm a freak boy Gimme Information bout that bitch and I won't leak boy 50 on the game I don't win, I won't tweak boy You a pussy on Snapchat worried bout some streaks boy You a freak I don't trust a single word that you speak Wanna slap your ass up, raw cheeks Get geeked boy 40 on my hip I don't sleep boy I got polo all on my sheets boy I got Gucci all on my feet boy All Mercedes on my fleet boy Take a seat boy I'm the freak boy No scape goat You just a sheep bro No schoolboy No g's hoe This a freak show Not a slow mo I'm feeling real low Then it's all gone So I head home To the burner phone As I get dome, don't need a loan To build my dream home No co-sign, we on the coast line Repping beats coast I'm bouta get Mine Till I feel fine Keep a strong spine Never be blind Never close minds Aw I go hard on the beat other pussies take a seat They say I'm Offset but I'm never off beat I'm a beast I'm a horse talk shit I'll be pissed Whipping squad to the trap Richard Millie on my wrist DYG we lit Joseph fucking up the track I only smoke Illadelph, blikkys, ding caps Back from Punta Cana and my skins all black Runnin off no sleep Gotta spit on the track Were the best in 203 Wanna smoke a little kief Black Benz 95 I'm a lion you a sheep Grown ass men we still acting like some Kids Throwback to days we was smoking on the mid Mimas stable, Roaring Brook, taking dings at Mickey Ds Dress code, hell no, you can suck me while I sleep DYG up next got the gang with me Used to rock off brand now we dripping to the knees
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Written by: Derrick D'Amato, Matthew Albino, Patrick Bourdeau
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