Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Substance, artist - Chris Brown. Album song Before the Trap: Nights In Tarzana, in the genre Соул
Date of issue: 06.02.2018
Record label: Turn Up
Song language: English
Substance |
Let’s talk about something, girl I need your acceptance |
You’re making assumptions, but you know it’s nothing |
The liquor keep calling, you know I need more |
It’s 99 problems, can’t take anymore, I’m 'bout to mix up this Sprite with the 4 |
Oh, OHB 'bout to walk through |
Only hot bitches in the bedroom |
Pop a Xan, watch me get loose |
Throwing all of these bands for you |
Substance, substance, substance, substance |
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you |
Substance, substance, substance, substance |
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you |
Girl who do you fuck when I ain’t in the city? |
Driving me crazy, way over the limit |
My homies, they say that I’m tripping |
Fuck it I’m tripping, I’m crazy, I’m whipping |
My heart is racing, this shit is amazing |
This neck just the bandages |
How did our love end up like the Kennedy’s? |
Mixing up drugs, yeah I got the remedy |
Damn, you fucking the enemy |
I gave you the best of me |
Showed her how to trap out the bando |
And left her the recipe, damn |
Substance, substance, substance, substance |
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you |
Substance, substance, substance, substance |
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you |
Substance abuse, substance from you |
Thousand dollar tab, baby this I bought food |
This a 2 seater baby, you can’t car pool |
Got the old school move, like the car new |
Bands low, never make a girl spend it with me |
When she gone, I get it back, make her spend another 60 |
Still cold hearted, say it’s cold hearted |
She shotgun, I drop the top lid and her hair blow |
Them heels got you walking like you on the runway |
No paper, we got the game like the arcade |
Wonder which, I know you’re gonna make it right for me |
Put the pussy on the flight, make it tonight for me |
And baby, I jump in that foreign |
She hop in that passenger |
She gon' work, she lowkey in the Acura |
Bitch ain’t cuffing, your boy still a bachelor |
Substance, substance, substance, substance |
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you |
Substance, substance, substance, substance |
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you |
4 in the morning, I’m thinking of you |
Just got the ceiling, I’m pouring it through |
How can I deal with this substance abuse? |
I’m only asking this all cause of you |
These Xannies got me tripping right now |
Girl your love is like a Perc, my heart itching right now |
See them flashes of your face, I wanna kiss you right now |
But I know it’s just the drugs that got me tripping right now |
Tried to offer you my heart, you used it like the playground |
Favorite groupies, jealously, I thought you would stay where I am |
Guess it’s back to prescriptions to deal with the symptoms |
I can’t feel my face and I’m losing my vision |
Substance, substance, substance, substance |
All this substance abuse, I need substance from you |
In recovery, rehabilitating from you |
Teach me a lesson, I’m drug testing, making all them moves |
We both getting fucked up, what’s your excuse? |
A new slave with a new fade, my chain a noose |
Bitch I’m sipping, you steady tripping and politicking |
Taking vacations with your bitch, why she ain’t posting pictures |
I can lead her to that water if she wanna listen |
If she don’t drink, she gon' drink, I’m still gon' fuck some bitches |
You know that pussy my addiction |
She driving my stick, tryna fuck up my transmission |
I’m pissed off, withdrawals just fucking up my pimping |
Take a picture nigga, see how I’m living |
Ain’t going back to prison, I got too felonies, dismissing the case |
A couple million, got a .45 locked in the safe |
Hella bitches, hella bitches pile up in the Wraith |
Hollywood with the cameras all up in your face |