Designer Drugs

[Intro: Quavo]

Drugs, drugs

Drugs, drugs

Drugs, drugs

Drugs, drugs

Drugs, drugs

Drugs, drugs

Drugs, drugs

Drugs, drugs

[Chorus: Quavo]

I put a mil' in the attic

I fell in love with the drugs, I think I'm a addict

Percocet, molly, and Xanax

I feel like I land on the planet

I'm on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs

I'm on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs

I put a mil' in the attic

I fell in love with the drugs, I think I'm a addict

Percocet, molly, and Xanax

I feel like I land on the planet

I'm on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs

I'm on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs

[Verse 1: Quavo]

I put a four in a liter

I used to trap out a Regal

My mom used to trap off a beeper

I look at the molly and eat them

I am all out of narcotics

All of my bitches exotic

You niggas drinking on Watson

I keep the chopper for plotting

I keep the white like cotton

Look at your pot, it's rotten

We're never going in a drought

Junkies coming in and out

I used to run in your house

Wrapping up you and your spouse

I used to be sleep on the couch

And now I cash out, no amount

I pop a Perc and then I'm out

I spent two million on a house

Run the money up like a route

Sober niggas out of style

Cobra niggas get the power

Fifty thousand for the style

I'm in the Coupe with no miles

Balling like Darius Miles

If you want the drugs I'm on, you need to pull up right now

I pop it, I feel like a ghost

My niggas doing the most

I'm never gon' set up my folks

I got more sand than the coast

[Chorus: Quavo]

I put a mil' in the attic

I fell in love with the drugs, I think I'm a addict

Percocet, molly, and Xanax

I feel like I land on the planet

I'm on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs

I'm on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs

I put a mil' in the attic

I fell in love with the drugs, I think I'm a addict

Percocet, molly, and Xanax

I feel like I land on the planet

I'm on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs

I'm on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]

Slipping, cripping, drinking blood

Short bus shawty on the school bus

I think I'm on everything but the dust

Itching like a junkie when I'm on Tuss

I pop a Perc and the Vicodin

Grab me a Fanta, I'm spiking it

Dab in Designer, they biting it

I hit the mall and the pharmacist

These broke niggas drinking on Qualitest

I take off on drinking on Actavis

Hope they free my nigga 'Set in the set

Fly like a plane with a Louis baggage

Curling Backwoods, step into the maximum

Plug on Designer drugs and I'm taxing them

Step on a brick in Givenchy

Moving slow, drinking breast cancer

I pop a test, jump in a tesla

Bussdown a brick, served a pedestrian

So many bricks, they think I'm a Mexican

Put on my reading glasses with finesse

Girl on the white, she gave me Becky

Pop the pussy like a Smith and Wesson

Fucked that little bitch at the Westin

I'm on da 'shrooms, extraterrestrial

[Chorus: Quavo]

I put a mil' in the attic

I fell in love with the drugs, I think I'm a addict

Percocet, molly, and Xanax

I feel like I land on the planet

I'm on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs

I'm on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs

I put a mil' in the attic

I fell in love with the drugs, I think I'm a addict

Percocet, molly, and Xanax

I feel like I land on the planet

I'm on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs

I'm on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs, on Designer drugs