Lyrics HoodRich Pablo Juan – Designer Drugs

Quavo:
Drugs, drugs…

I put a mil in the attic
I fell in love with the drugs, I think I’m a addict

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 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

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
Put down a brick, served a pedestrian
So many bricks, they think I’m a Mexican
Put on my reading glasses with finesse
Hold 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 a ‘shroom, extraterrestrial

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