Pills

Produced by hrtonice, K RICH

They comin’ to get it this week (Go get it)

My gang, we locked in like dreadlocks (We locked)

We keep a Draco in our reach (Draco)

Don't go back and forth with a opp (Opps)

Make his mama go talk to the priest (Mama)

Put a tracker on the car, get the drop (Get the drop)

I sent ten times the net, go to eat (Go to eat)

Niggas play, we don't play when it's beef (When it's beef)

I go ra-da-da, wet up the streets (I go ra-da-da)

Had to get my faith back in the playin' field

Man, my body caught chills when I count a mill'

Tell my young niggas, "Spin it like windmill" (Spin)

Spend a mill and it give me a thrill (A thrill)

And the money seven feet like Shaquille (Seven feet)

Hide the money in the safe and it's sealed (And it's sealed)

Go and get you a hat, that's a kill (Go get 'em)

Like my bitch thick booty, Brazil (Big booty)

Oh, the Lambo, it's white and teal (It's teal)

Yellow diamond, I told the bitch, "Yeah" (Oh yeah)

Got the Glock on my right on my hip (Baow-baow)

Cost a Ferrari each of my ears (Ferrari)

I been fuckin' your bitch a few years (A few years)

I made niggas put on Denim Tears (Tears)

In the streets, you get top, no feel

[Chorus: Offset]

I'm geekin' out off on the pills

Pills, pills, pills, pills, pills, pills

I'm geekin' out off on the pills

Pills, pills, pills, pills, pills, pills

I'm geekin' out off on the pills

Pills, pills, pills, pills, pills, pills (Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)

I'm geekin' out off on them (Phew)

I'm geekin' out off on them (Phew)

I'm geekin' out off on them (Phew)

I'm geekin' out off on them (Phew)

I'm geekin' out off on the pills

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again, YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Offset]

Blue 42 hit that boy with his crew

I go Fruit Loop with bracelets and pointer my ear

I been fuckin' this ho, startin' to lovin' this ho

50K every week, it's been keepin' her here

I go beefin' with V911, my rear

Jesus piece on the tennis, I got killers in here

Triple cross on the Timbs, I've been sinnin' this year

Hit the Drac' at the bitch, we gon' spin him right here

Baby, do you understand me now?

Trop of a cana, these diamonds hittin' right now

Tell a nigga fight this hammer, hit his ass quick, pow

Splurge on a bitch, pipe her up, if she let me take her down

Did what I did, fuck you, you just should've stayed 'round

Now I'm up in the buildin' with fifties on fifties

I'm throwin' 'em around every city I'm in

I'ma fuck up the town

I ain't sorry, that's a 'Rari (Skrrt)

I'm geekin' out all off of them pills

I got her and her friend on them pills

Up inside of her bag, my pills

She want me fuck her while off of them pills

Me and Offset got the house on them pills

"Flex on 'em bitch," and the ho say, "Yeah"

I don't drink D'usse, ho, I'm trim (I'm trim, Slimeto, Lil Top)

[Chorus: Offset]

I'm geekin' out off on the pills

Pills, pills, pills, pills, pills, pills

I'm geekin' out off on the pills

Pills, pills, pills, pills, pills, pills

I'm geekin' out off on the pills

Pills, pills, pills, pills, pills, pills

I'm geekin' out off on them

I'm geekin' out off on them

I'm geekin' out off on them

I'm geekin' out off on them

I'm geekin' out off on the pills

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