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Performed By: Aj Aug
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Aj Berardi




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Yeah, we take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
We take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
Yeah, we take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
We take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
I got, disrespect what'd you expect
Close to death this diamonds grippin' on my f*ckin' neck
Yeah Too many checks, lil' bitch, I can't even catch a rest
Yeah She just gave me neck while smoke was coming off my breathe
Yeah I bought hella style, what the f*ck you think
Yeah, I'm not satisfied with anything, yeah If I die, you gon' hear all the angels sing
Yeah, I'm way too fly, I'm way too high, I'm way too everything
Yeah, Semi on me, just because we live deaf
Yeah, I keep a smith&wes, just in case I sense death
Yeah, I'm stayin' in my lane, way I'm movin' no-one catch
Yeah I'm playin' with your brain, no need to control your breath
Yeah, she can't hit me, but I told her we can go get fade
Can't resist me like an x pill at a f*ckin rave
Yeah, I'm pullin' up, I'm pullin' up like hella late
Yeah, Rollin' up this J, while this girl, give me face
Yeah, we take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
We take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
Yeah, we take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
We take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
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Yeah, we take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
We take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
Yeah, we take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
We take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
I got, disrespect what'd you expect
Close to death this diamonds grippin' on my f*ckin' neck
Yeah Too many checks, lil' bitch, I can't even catch a rest
Yeah She just gave me neck while smoke was coming off my breathe
Yeah I bought hella style, what the f*ck you think
Yeah, I'm not satisfied with anything, yeah If I die, you gon' hear all the angels sing
Yeah, I'm way too fly, I'm way too high, I'm way too everything
Yeah, Semi on me, just because we live deaf
Yeah, I keep a smith&wes, just in case I sense death
Yeah, I'm stayin' in my lane, way I'm movin' no-one catch
Yeah I'm playin' with your brain, no need to control your breath
Yeah, she can't hit me, but I told her we can go get fade
Can't resist me like an x pill at a f*ckin rave
Yeah, I'm pullin' up, I'm pullin' up like hella late
Yeah, Rollin' up this J, while this girl, give me face
Yeah, we take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
We take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
Yeah, we take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
We take drugs, we take drugs and we count money
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Writer: Aj Berardi
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