Lil Pump – Drug Addicts lyrics

[Intro]
Mmm, ayy what’s up
Speedin’ in my Lambo, racin’
Everybody in my gang is drug addicts
Chyeah, ooh, ooh (brr), chyeah, chyeah
Baby!
Ooh!

[Chorus]
Whole gang full of drug addicts (ooh, chyeah)
Take a lot of sh*t, forgot what happened (forgot what happened)
I ain’t gon’ lie, I got a habit (ooh, I got a habit)
I swear to God, you can’t be on my status (I swear to God!)
Start the day off with a pint (yeah, brr-brr!)
I’ma show you how to live life (yeah, ooh!)
Take a lot of drugs, don’t think twice (wow)
I do this every day and all night (ooh, ooh!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (yeah, brr!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (chyeah, ooh, ooh, chyeah!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (brr!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (drug addicts)

[Verse]
I been smokin’ since I was eleven (ouu, eleven)
I been poppin’ pills since I was seven (chyeah, I was seven)
Told my pastor I don’t do confessions (hell nah)
‘Cause I pop a lot of molly for my breakfast (oou, molly!)
I ain’t never listen to nobody (no!)
In the courthouse off of ecstasy (god damn!)
And your baby mama layin’ next to me! (huh?)
After she just sucked me, I just told her ass to leave (bitch get out, ouu)
Everybody ’round me, like, them opp-sies (brr!)
I was too leaned out to drive the ‘Rari (huh?)
Made her ass wait two hours in the lobby (thot!)
I can’t go outside, ’cause I see papparazzi (chyeah, brr)
Take another pill, now I’m feeling better (ouu, X)
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, yeah I’m a trend-setter (Gucci Gang!)
Bustin’ all on your bitch, wiped it off with my sweater (ouu!)
I’m a drug addict, I’m richer than my professor (man, f*ck school)

[Chorus]
Whole gang full of drug addicts (ooh, chyeah)
Take a lot of sh*t, forgot what happened (forgot what happened)
I ain’t gon’ lie, I got a habit (ooh, I got a habit)
I swear to God, you can’t be on my status (I swear to God!)
Start the day off with a pint (yeah, brr-brr!)
I’ma show you how to live life (yeah, ooh!)
Take a lot of drugs, don’t think twice (wow)
I do this every day and all night (ooh, ooh!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (yeah, brr!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (chyeah, ooh, ooh, chyeah!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (brr!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (drug addicts)

smokepurpp – Big Bucks

[Intro]
Lil Purpp bless your trap, huh
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks
Oh my god, Ronny

[Verse 1]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
We can get up, nigga, we can get up
Chopper leave a nigga doing sit-ups
That’s yo hoe? I fucked that bitch, she brought her sister
And I hit it ’til the morning, then I dipped her
Yeah, dripped up, yeah bitch I’m Ricked up
100 bands at Neiman Marcus, nigga, catch up
All that fu shit on your neck gon’ get you rashed up
Swear I’m flexing on these niggas, bitch, I sauce
Niggas fallin’ off the game, and I’m the cause
I swear to God these niggas pussy, menopause
You get no money, lil nigga, hold applause

[Chorus]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked

[Verse 2]
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, we just hit a stain
And I came with two pistols like I’m Max Payne
Six Os in my bank, I can’t think the same
You got your mind around these bitches, we don’t think the same
Damn, and I sip on Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok
Pop a perc, then I xan, then I drop
I just pulled up to my show to drop the top
Krispy Kreme, I’m doing donuts in the lot

[Chorus]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
Lil Purpp!

Lil Pump – Iced Out Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Pump]
Ooh, Lil Pump, yuh
Huh? Lil Pump, Lil Pump!
2-17 on the track!

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Foreign bitch with me (huh?)
She do anything
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)
White diamonds on my wrist
Bitch it’s Gucci Gang (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
Iced out chain, iced out ring
Yeah I feel like Gucci Mane, diamonds Aquafina, rain
I could pay your bitch a trip, Maseratis at the crib
She just love the way I drip, only wear designer kicks
Ayy, ayy, iced out chain, I’m a walkin’ Brinks truck
Keep my thang tucked, if I bust you better stay ducked
Dropped out 9th grade, dropped out straight to the Milwaukee Bucks
Could’ve been at Harvard servin’ juugs, but I don’t give a fuck

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Foreign bitch with me (huh?)
She do anything
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)
White diamonds on my wrist
Bitch it’s Gucci Gang (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Deuces
Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, freezin’ (ice freezin’)
Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, sneezin’ (achoo, sneezin’)
4, 5, 6 on (4, 5, 6 on)
Neck on freon (neck on freon)
Yellow like a [?] (yellow like a [?])
I don’t fuck with peons (peons)
Primetime, Deion
What’s up, Lil Pump? (What’s up, Lil Pump?)
12 gauge, lil’ pump (lil’, lil’ pump)
Get money, rule one (rule one)
Lil’ waist, big butt (big butt)
I like the way it sit up (sit up)
You ain’t really gettin’ money (what?)
Put that lil’ shit up (hah, lil’ shit up)
I make ’em open stores (yeah)
I make ’em close the store (yeah)
I’m in the Gucci store (what?)
I’m ’bout to overdose (huh)
Pockets on overload
I never sold my soul
What you want me to turn you on?
I got the remote control

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Foreign bitch with me (huh?)
She do anything
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)
White diamonds on my wrist
Bitch it’s Gucci Gang (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)

[Outro: Lil Pump]
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)