Love Drug

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woo (Pilgrim)

All this money, bitch, I'm ballin' out (Woo)
They mad I'm up, I know they love to doubt (Yeah)
These big blue strips, I got too much to count (Ah)
I hit a jugg, emptied the bank account (Yeah)
Walk in Gucci store and I just made a purchase (Woo)
I'm in my bag because I really earned it (Yeah)
It's from the streets where we were all allowed it (Yeah)
These diamonds flawless, yeah, these diamonds gorgeous (Yo')
These jeans Rick Owens, you cannot afford it (Woah)
I know she hate me when I'm off the Perkies (Yeah)
I'm drivin' Jag's, you drivin' Ford and Focus (Yeah, yeah-yeah)

Yeah-yeah, yeah
Your love is a drug, I really need it (Yeah)
You played with my heart, what were you thinkin'?
Your love is a drug, I really need it
You played with my heart, what were you thinkin'?
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Coast to coast, I'm really 'bout my bag
All these diamonds on me, love to brag, yeah
Went to Paris, I made fifty racks (Yeah)
Your boyfriend pockets sad, yeah
This say Raffie Simmons on the tag (Woah)
Put my bitch in Louis, she so bad, yeah
Hop in Tesla, take a trip to Mars (Woo)
Feel like myself when I'm off the bars, yeah
Smokin' on exotic, in the stars
And I'm off the molly crackin' cards, yeah
Mama, I'm so sorry, I love fraud, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Lit this blunt, take it to the face, yeah-yeah
Hop in Tesla, goin' straight to space, yeah-yeah
Hop in Tesla, go to space, yeah
Hop in Tesla, goin' straight to space, yeah-yeah
Lit this blunt, take it to the face, yeah-yeah
Hop in Tesla, goin' straight to space, yeah-yeah

Feel like I really need it
Your love is a drug, I really need it
Your love is a drug, I really need it

Had to shoot your mans, I had no option (Yeah)
Had to fuck his bitch, I had no option (Whew)
When I die, bury me in a Louis V lil' coffin (Yeah)
And I'm smokin' on exotic, got me coughin' (Bitch)
Whole lot of blue bands on me, yeah, bitch, I'm ballin' (I'm ballin')
I say fuck the system, I hear them Perkies callin' (Perkies callin')
Hittin' juugs, yeah, bitch I'ma put my life, I'm all in (I'm all in)
I'ma make it to the top and I ain't fallin', yeah

I was fuckin' his bitch, I do what I want, you do what you can (Do what you can)
I was back of the club, I was high as fuck, I was off of them xans (Off of them xans)
Talkin' crazy, you get robbed, bitch, who is your mans? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm off this gas, I'm high as fuck, don't wanna land
Callin', hear them Perkies callin'
Hear them callin', hear them Perkies callin' (Yeah)
Never fallin', bitch, I'm out here ballin' (Yeah)
Ballin', shoot my shot like Yao Ming, yeah
I was fuckin' his bitch, I do what I want, you do what you can (Do what you can)
I was high off a pill, I was high off a Perc', I was off of a xan (Off of a xan)



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Writer(s): Gavin Weiland, Noah Smith
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