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[Intro]
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug

[Hook]
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
Yeah I met her right in the club
Like a [?], love
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
Put my heart under the rug
Noone got to know
Noone got to know
Heartbreak, heartbreak, just another hole
Cupid keep on knockin’ at my door

[Verse 1]
I’m a let em in
Bad hoes, I’ma let em in, too
Ballin’ hard, like a letterman
You got me intoxicated, all the things that you do
Always had these complications when I’m lovin’ on you
Yeah, I care about your heart, you should to
You be tearin’ me apart, like you do
And I told you from the start, I love you

[Hook]
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
Yeah I met her right in the club
Like a [?], love
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
Put my heart under the rug
Noone got to know
Everybody knows, bitch you gotta go
Cause I said, so
Said, so

[Verse 2]
Laid up in the casket, thought it was your mattress
First we made love, then you made me die
You gave me your heart, and I know that it was plastic. Fake!
Everything comes back to Lucid Dreams
Next thing you know, you hurt me
I’m just tryna keep it on the lowkey
Pour a cup of Hennessy, my stomach turnin’
Feel it in my chest, straight working
Mix it with a perky, now I’m slurring
I’ma fuck a bad bitch, come from Germany
She be tryna judge a nigga, can’t [?]

[Hook]
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
Yeah I met her right in the club
Like a [?], love
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
Put my heart under the rug
Noone got to know

[Chorus]
I’ma have a party tonight, go tell your friends bitch
You ain’t gettin’ money, then you ain’t gettin’ in bitch
Leave the heartbreak, at the crib bitch
Come to L.A., I can show you how I live bitch
Bet I get Wetter Wet, like a cruise ship
She been flexin’ hard on my name, Terry Crews shit
No more parties in L.A., Kanye West shit
She do Codeine with Cocaine, that’s the best shit

[Verse]
Think I found the love of my life (Where she at?)
In a bottle, in a bottle
Codeine up in my Sprite
Baby bottle, baby bottle
I’m lookin’ at my future like, Hi, Hey!
You look so bright (bling, bling)
The VVS on my wrist, so ice (bling, bling)
But somethin’ in my chest don’t feel right
Somethin’ in my chest don’t feel too good
Thought I left my heartbreak in my old hood
Ex bitch in my phone, up to no good
Ole gold diggin’ bitch you know you ain’t gettin’ no goods
I ain’t really feelin’ too good
The pills make me feel too good
I know you want me no more
So I put my heart on the floor
I’ma have a party tonight, go tell your friends bitch
You ain’t gettin’ money, then you ain’t gettin’ in bitch

[Chorus]
I’ma have a party tonight, go tell your friends bitch
You ain’t gettin’ money, then you ain’t gettin’ in bitch
Leave the heartbreak, at the crib bitch
Come to L.A., I can show you how I live bitch
Bet I get Wetter Wet, like a cruise ship
She been flexin’ hard on my name, Terry Crews shit
No more parties in L.A., Kanye West shit
She do Codeine with Cocaine, that’s the best shit

[Chorus]
Take off, fast four
In a black Porsche
Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
She lookin’ at us, like I love them boys
Take off, fast four
In a black Porsche
Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
Lookin’ at us, like damn I love them boys

[Verse 1]
Pull up Taskforce, in a four door
Choppa on my hip, it’s heatin’ up like human torch
If I catch him I’ma score, wait
Hit the floor
Then I take his whore, in that order
Bought a bunch of Gucci frames, that cost about a quarter
25k not 25 cents bitch, oh yeah
Big gun make a nigga walk with a limp bitch, oh yeah
I still wear bathin’ ape, no chimp bitch, oh yeah
Everyday I poor, lean
Need some more
Broke niggas, askin’ the cost I tell em a quarter
25, no not 25 cents bitch, oh yeah
25 Pints cost 25 bricks bitch, oh yeah

[Chorus]
Take off, fast four
In a black Porsche
Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
She lookin’ at us, like I love them boys
Take off, fast four
In a black Porsche
Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
Lookin’ at us, like damn I love them boys

[Verse 2]
Need a beautiful girl, No Sean Kingston
Life of a lonely boy, all these hoes tweakin’
She gon’ suck me in the back of the Porsche, then she leavin’
Hit her pussy good, I’m a hit then repeat
Hit it 3 times, call the shit 3-Peat
I’ve been xan free, almost been 3 weeks
Still on beans, still on percs, still on Codeine
She say coke, ain’t a joke
She get nose bleeds
She finna OD, Don’t call the police
Pray the drugs don’t take her home, yeah
Say that she ok, but she not ok
Molly takin’ over her soul
Another love goes down the drain, where it belongs
Another love goes, where the drugs go

[Chorus]
Take off, fast four
In a black Porsche
Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
She lookin’ at us, like I love them boys
Take off, fast four
In a black Porsche
Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
Lookin’ at us, like damn I love them boys

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Uh
Wheezy beats
This money turnin’ me on
(Yo, turn me up bro)
Misery, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
This money turnin’ me on, ayy, this money turnin’ me on
I’m thinkin’ out loud, but these hunnids got a nigga gone (woo)
Three hundred racks for a Bentley truck, yeah yeah
Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah
Cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor
Having a private party, you know how it go

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Music all in my ears
Instruments in my ears
I’m in the backyard feeding deers
I’m in a condo popping seals
I got po-po’s in my rear
I bought CoCo with my deal
I missed a couple shows with my deal
If I could take it back I will
And don’t you take that to the head
You know I got you in my whip
It don’t matter if it don’t work out
Man I know you with me for real
You helped me balance my skills
You helped me over the hill
You got my mind right when I was thinking ’bout going and go kill
Young lil’ nigga popping shit
High school, I played quarterback
I ain’t never had to hit a lick
Never had to touch a nick
Never had to risk shit
But this wealth, cause if you played then it’s death

[Chorus: Young Thug]
This money turnin’ me on, ayy, this money turnin’ me on
I’m thinkin’ out loud, but these hunnids got a nigga gone (far gone)
Three hundred racks for a Bentley truck, yeah yeah
Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah
Cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor
Having a private party, you know how it go

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Hunnid fifty thousand for a show
On the east or the west coast
Give a couple bands to the woa
Jet to Miami with some zoes
Hunnid fifty thousand for a show
Hunnid fifty thousand for a show
On the east or the west coast
On the east or the west coast, ayy
Every night I snuck my way outside
Started skipping school and I snuck up on a ride
My brother in law let me shoot a choppa when I was five
Ever since that day, man I been riding ’til I die

[Chorus: Young Thug]
This money turnin’ me on, ayy, this money turnin’ me on
I’m thinkin’ out loud, but these hunnids got a nigga gone (far gone)
Three hundred racks for a Bentley truck, yeah yeah
Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah
Cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor
Having a private party, you know how it go

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Met her at the Petsmart (what you did after that)
Put her in that leg lock (okay then what)
Hit it backward in a headlock (man I’m feeling sick)
Performing surgery, she my head doctor (don’t drop a dime)
I had to call her one more time (why you had to call)
I think she slime, she looking lime (tell me what you told her)
I told her, “throw it baby for me” (slow it down)
She kissing on me like she know me (ay)
She said fuck that she want the old me (the old days)
She got a few bitches for the homies (bring ’em out)
Now I’m so lonely, lo-lo-lonely (hunnid k)
Like when I hit the dentist (and she wish)
She said baby she not even finished (she not finished)
I put Fendi under my linen, nope
Tell me she don’t got time for them women
I’m eating at Five Guys, I’m a fly guy, but as much as you can slide by, ah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
As much as you could vibe by, ah
This what you would divide by, ah
We living in the sky, ah
I left her then she cried
I got as much as you can buy
I got as much as you can fly
I got as much as you can slide by me

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
These niggas small to the Thugger like they [?]
I fuck that bitch right on the floor, that cherry wood shit
I told them niggas if they scared hit that pulpit
This ain’t no hope but it’s a dare, you not doing shit (fucks)
Yeah, Snapchat me that pussy bitch
Bitch I’m the shit, on my wrist it’s a full brick
We pop it off, won’t bow down to the bitch (nah)
You can tell I’m fly by checking out my chick
If you think I’m gay, you can come check my dick (check it bitch)
If you think I’m sweet, I’ll let you take a lick (lick it bitch)
If you want that molly, I’ll give you some grits (woo)
My breath smell like some Trident, put it on your lips (ha)
I can take yo broad with my black card (black card)
These days, lotta pussy niggas act hard (act hard)
We the crazy jokers, we gon’ pull ya card (pull it)
Big ol’ pool in the backyard
We can tie some ties, if you get this shit a fly by, ah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
As much as you could vibe by, ah
This what you would divide by, ah
We living in the sky, ah
I left her then she cried
I got as much as you can buy
I got as much as you can fly
I got as much as you can slide by me