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lsd swag - metro zu lyrics

[intro: lofty305]
lsd swag, blame it on the drugs
lsd swag, blame it on the drugs
lsd swag
blame it on the drugs

[verse 1: ruben slikk]
hallucinogenic swag got your b-tch like a medium
for seeing the future with me in that [?]
i’m hard on my b-tches, and you overly lenient
i made her scream on my d-ck, and she can’t see what you’re weeing with
[?] swag when your b-tch drop cap [?] drippin’ all down my side
b-tch get around, wipe me down like i’m boosie b-tch
do not relate me with your n-gg-, he is a loser b-tch
drop that cash while i drop this on your tongue, hoe
she thought it was lsd but it was really my c-m, yo
conversate with these b-tches who got trapped
in my swag jet lag from my c-ck in her cat
drat, i’m late for my meeting with that
b-tch named yolanda say she got another stack
yeah, we wearin’ shine big
guccis half poppin’
bustin’ out them ditches, now we lsd droppin’

[hook: lofty305]
lsd swag, blame it on the drugs
‘sposed to be with gs, why you chillin’ with a scrub?
lsd swag, blame it on the drugs
a n-gg- hold the weight, what the f-ck is a dub?
lsd swag, lsd swag
kush got colors like the basehead cap
blame it on the drugs
lavish when i hit the club
and all the hoes flock just to show a pimp love

[verse 2: lofty305]
i’m a n-gg-
also unsophisticate
so intricate the way that i pimp a b-tch
george liquor swag, so creative
show the world of prestige living i’m a native
my beats are phenomenal
lavish soundscapes
got grape kush burnin’ in the blunt and the vape
i’m straight on the criticism, hoe save that
the road to the riches, yeah you know i’m pavin’ that
lsd swag got your girlfriend trippin’
sippin’ oe [?] no b-tter pinchin’ n-gg- listen
go and late ’em hate
i work hard for the cake
and if you tryna rob
i ain’t worried ’cause i’m straight
lsd swag, you can blame it on the drugs
through my journey through london
all the sh-t that i’ve done
get money, have fun, hoe, smoke one
and i’ll be sittin’ on a dream when i’m done

[verse 3: mr. b the poshtronaut]
you girl slurp me on the run like gogurt
all these n-gg-s straight trix, somethin’ like a yogurt
black n-gg- lookin’ something like folgers
like a deck of cards, i grasp your b-tch and i fold her
young n-gg-s in the game is a fetus
so say h-llo to me, the hierarchy or elitist
yeah girl, whichever you prefer
’cause this [?] don’t even got this p-ssy i concur
y’all n-gg-s so swagless
tellin’ every girl to receive it, throw it in the back trick
real n-gg-s we don’t do that sh-t
just recline on a pill while my income rise quick
yeah, and i know your girl remember me
same eager hoe tryna f-ck for my amenities
same eager hoe who would invite her friends to me
same eager hoe who tried to make her son kin to me

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