DRVG DEVLER GIRL

[Intro: Black Kray] It's hydros and cocaine stashed in the muhfuckin room Steezed out, flexed out Rent free [?] What happened to you last night? I made me some money Yeah thats nice, but all money ain’t good money so how you make yours? Well, Ronnie and Tricks came up to me and asked if I wanted to make some extra money They said they knew some people who was giving a party at the Belmont and they wanted some dancers so I went But I heard it wasn't no malеs there, it was just femalеs Yea, uh, so uh [Verse 1] Walk in your room All I see is high-grade Ziplock bags, racks stashed through your mattress Retinas scary Cocaine in your eyes like you crying from the hits that you took, Hello Kitty MacBook Hydros and cocaine scent on your breath And got like twenty five lighters on your top shelf We can mob we can cruise while you rolling up the blue Got the sun roof, back with your girls in the back, rolling up some weed Crack hot box in the 'lac Bic lighter on your lap Hoppin out like black, like shit, what the fuck Nails painted all black like a black strap Gold choppa ring on your middle finger Throwing up your middle finger Drug dealer girl, you my drug dealer girl Stoned in your own world Bagging up that white girl Gold bottoms on your teeth Taking pictures in the street Chinese food just to eat Yeah Uh [Interlude] It's cocaine residue Twenty five lighters Drug dealer girl [?] Art gleamed out, all black mobbed out Black nail polish, middle fingers up Trapped out It's cocaine residue Twenty five lighters Drug dealer girl [?] Art gleamed out, all black mobbed out Black nail polish, middle fingers up Fuck [Verse 2] Cocaine residue on twenty dollar bills You can ask gang, kush pack's hella trill Late nights, hot box the whip, getting me out Sitting in the dark, shades on in your house Right wrist tatted You and your red hoes doing LSD Real trap money nigga living life, smoking tree Hella stoned and alone watching tv Gold in your black shades fucking steez We can mob out on the zebra blowing trees Walking on a dream, red eyes on the scene Triple seven, twenty five lighters in the lean Cuts in your jeans Meet me at the river Chinese food for dinner Marijuana girl nigga, nigga fucking trippin Eyes hella glossy with heart tatted on your hand while you count bands You the muhfuckin queen, come and mob with a king Dim lights cameras lit sparking up some reefa Communicate for hours about nothing but we love it Man fuck it You my drug dealer queen girl, straight thuggin Straight thuggin This marijuana man Art gleamed out steezed out Fucking clean Rocking hella gold Never lost a soul [?] fucking reefa smoke blow [Outro] Look at that shit like thats, thats pure crystal right there People, you know people [?] and [?] it up like fuckin 20 blunts It happened to be the one thing that I don’t like It’s like, why did I want [?] When I thought I didn’t But really I just, you know Women suck dick for a month for this, and this is free for me But now its like, this is nothing to me -Remember a fleeting moment, Do you remember a fleeting moment, no I got it but thats what sucks it’s like, okay like I got it now You know Now what? Now im stuck and I don’t have it Unless you didn't mean drugs I wish I didn’t That’s how much I pack in a bowl There's another little nugget there that i’m already [?] you see, now you talking Put my feelings aside