Hardcore Drugs

Bitch, I'm finna do some hardcore drugs for the feeling (let's go!)
 Lil bitch, you think I'm dead, but you should know I'm not
 I'm hard for her, bitch, I tee up a notch
 I'm the new up-and-coming nigga in the spot
 I'm comin' for the money, and I'm comin' for the racks
 I'm comin' for yo' bitch, and I'm comin' for the stacks
 I got shooters and killers, you better watch your back (shooters)
 I'm comin' for the gang, yuh, nigga, that's facts
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 Yeah, uh
 
 Yeah, yeah (hol' up!)
 I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs)
 I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs)
 I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs)
 I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs, yeah)
 I'ma do some hardcore drugs, to see if I'm alive
 'Cause bitch, I'm tryna reach the top, I'm tryna reach the sky
 I can't look into my eye, man, all I see is lies
 That jawn out with the AR-sticks, bitch, you might as well comply
 Bitch, I know I'm too damn sick, bitch, I know I'm too damn fly
 Bitch, I know I'm too damn sick, bitch, I know I'm too damn hot
 Bitch, I hop out with them bands, Perc-30 in my hand
 With this ho off a Xan'
 Yeah, she fuckin' with my mans
 And I'm fuckin' with her friend
 And her friend fuck with me too
 I'ma fuck her then I dip, no, we cannot pair, Bluetooth
 I'ma fuck her then I dip, no, we cannot see it through
 Bitch, I know you love this shit (yeah)
 Bitch, I know you love the blues (yeah)
 I'on care about your feelings, you can treat me like a villain
 And yeah, I'm tryna see a million, but I'm tryna see a billion
 I'ma fuck this shit up
 Who the fuck brought me into the building (huh?)
 Bitch, I'm finna do some hardcore drugs for the feeling (let's go!)
 Lil' bitch, you think I'm dead, but you should know I'm not
 I'm hard for her, bitch, I tee up a notch
 I'm the new up-and-coming nigga in the spot (Yeah)
 I'm comin' for the money, and I'm comin' for the racks
 I'm comin' for yo' bitch, and I'm comin' for the stacks
 I got shooters and killers
 You better watch your back (shooters)
 I'm comin' for the gang, yuh nigga, that's facts
 I'm goin' for this, yeah, I'm goin' fuckin' crazy
 I was doing this shit but before fuckin' fugazi
 They not on my level, they can't even graze me
 And I'm spittin' too fast, nigga, just like Slim Shady (on God)
 Don't know what I am, but I'm not a meme
 I had to be something else just like the Fanta
 And I'm tired of this shit, I gotta get out Atlanta
 I'm tired of these niggas, ok I can't stand 'em
 I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs)
 I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs)
 I'ma do some hardcore drugs (drugs, drugs)
 I'ma do some hardcore drugs