Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gin and Drugs , by - Wiz Khalifa. Release date: 12.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gin and Drugs |
| Up in this bitch and we all faded |
| Fuck 'bout a bitch, no we don’t save her |
| Nothin' to a boss, do my own thing |
| It’s money over hoes, no I’m no stranger |
| Want more bounce, we got more ounces |
| Want more bounce, we got more ounces |
| Want more bounce, we got more ounces |
| Want more bounce, we got more ounces |
| Gin and drugs, gin and drugs |
| Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs |
| Gin and drugs, gin and drugs |
| Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs |
| We got |
| Only on Gin and them drugs, I walked in, in the club |
| About three of them, dawg I’m not kiddin' |
| When I tell you if you came with your bitch |
| Then it’s the end of my car, push-start the engine |
| Let’s start from the beginning |
| With a young nigga from the 'Burgh |
| Smokin' weed, gettin' money, fuck what you heard |
| Know they hate 'cause I’m flyer than I ever been |
| High off a medicine |
| Bitch bad, her ass fat, I’ll probably let her in |
| Ball so fuckin' hard I need a letterman |
| Know a couple niggas that I’m better than |
| Pussy, I don’t sweat it or the money 'cause I get it |
| Taylor Gang on top, just remember that I said it |
| Fuck this nigga bitch, grab my shit, then I jetted |
| Up in this bitch and we all faded |
| Fuck 'bout a bitch, no we don’t save her |
| Nothin' to a boss, do my own thing |
| It’s money over hoes, no I’m no stranger |
| Want more bounce, we got more ounces |
| Want more bounce, we got more ounces |
| Want more bounce, we got more ounces |
| Want more bounce, we got more ounces |
| Gin and drugs, gin and drugs |
| Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs |
| Gin and drugs, gin and drugs |
| Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs |
| We got! |
| Baby it’s fuck day, who wanna bang? |
| Even though I had some, right 'fore I came |
| It’s lit though! |
| Girl you ain’t fuckin' what you here for? |
| Got at least 3 zips rolled, all ready |
| Wiz brought another jar with him |
| Gin and drugs got me feelin' like a car hit him |
| 'Round 6 a. |
| m once I hit my DM |
| Didn’t have a rubber so she got to feel this skin |
| Money stacks stack high, bruh this don’t bend |
| What’s up with your friend? |
| Biatch! |
| Ho, yeah-yeah-yeah |
| Feeling like Mitch when the light hit him |
| Married to the money, let the rice hit him |
| Up in this bitch and we all faded |
| Fuck 'bout a bitch, no we don’t save her |
| Nothin' to a boss, do my own thing |
| It’s money over hoes, no I’m no stranger |
| Want more bounce, we got more ounces |
| Want more bounce, we got more ounces |
| Want more bounce, we got more ounces |
| Want more bounce, we got more ounces |
| Gin and drugs, gin and drugs |
| Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs |
| Gin and drugs, gin and drugs |
| Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs |
| We got! |