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Correct Don't Do Drugs Kids Lyrics
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Correct Don't Do Drugs Kids
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[Intro: Meechy Darko] Acid, acid—tab, tab Roll it, smoke it—take a drag, drag Acid, acid—tab, tab Roll it, smoke it—take a drag, drag Acid, acid—tab, tab Roll it, smoke it—take a drag, drag Acid, acid—tab, tab Roll it, smoke it—take a drag, drag [Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott] Ain't no heart in the music, it's all device In the lab cooking work like Walter White My general salute, I got a gram or two And have a nigga head spinning like a poltergeist Probably never gon' change, nigga, fuck fame This is real cocaine, nigga, nigga numb to the gums Nut, numb 'til you spit Nothing I ever do is wack, so in fact, I am that sick (Ill) Nigga, hit it once then he pass it (Still) Casket, casket, I am often drastic Undead to the dead, two horns on my head Levitating when my eyes become red, dawg Nectar for the holy protector, wreck them Yes, I carry a long weapon, just in case Machine gun them, we clear the place True Jah love, ganja we blaze [Chorus: Meechy Darko] Don't do drugs, kids—give 'em to I It's amazing how acid could open your eyes My face look sour 'cause I'm smokin' it, guy I'm so damn high, can't open my eyes Don't do drugs, kids—give 'em to I It's amazing how acid could open your eyes My face look sour 'cause I'm smokin' it, guy I'm so damn high, can't open my eyes [Verse 2: Meechy Darko + Erick Arc Elliott] You the best, nuh-uh, I'm the best, bruh bruh Shotgun, pump pump, leave you leaking, slump slump Now you all fucked up, don't compare us to nobody, nigga, they're not us Had to die for these children, fuck the music is my grudge O.G. I puff, gold teeth, not much if (Not at all) Told her I don't give a fuck unless the money's involved Or drugs involved, or fucks involved Baby, a dollar and a dream'll make your money evolve Like watered-down packs, you're not that raw These Bolivian bars that I'm stepped on Hear thy weapon, fear thy Weapon Nigga, you slipping if ain't near thy weapon Supreme seams, Zombie logo Or I'm wearing polo, eye bleed, hit trees, meet Sonny Bono Between these seas and I row row row row Radiant girl can't see my aura I'm Meechy, I needs me a Rita Ora Lock your daughters, I'm coming for her I knock that bitch up and I not support her, I'm joking, sorta You know my future's bright and I'm kinda important I don't need the karma, drama, baby momma Unless she bout dollars she spray the llama When doubt I got problems, I spit death, roll, and drown in a coffin The world's on my back and it's quite exhausting But I'ma keep squeezing it for all this fortune, I'm off this
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