Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Prescription, artist - YSN Flow.
Date of issue: 09.04.2020
Song language: English
Prescription |
WoodOnTheBeat |
I’m sippin' on prescription, I ain’t got a subscription, oh-oh-oh |
L462 gang |
I’m sippin' on prescription and I ain’t got a subscription |
Perc 30s in addition, I’m high out of this dimension |
The back on my transmission, remember ridin' in Civics |
But now I’m really livin', trunk in the front, bitch, I’m whippin' |
I might take a trip to Saks because I ran up my bag |
So much purple in my cup 'cause I’m in love with sippin' Act' |
Bein' broke, I can’t go back, had to get on the right track |
Now when bad hoes in my phone, I hit decline and don’t hit back |
I been doin' what I’m doin, but no, I ain’t ever losin' |
They told me that they ridin', but I can’t recall 'em cruisin' |
I tried to fuck with bad hoes, but them hoes was always choosin' |
But now they see my income, I’m the one they scared of losin' |
Keep that mop on me like cleaners in case the opps try come clean up |
Got racks like I’m Serena, told my old bitch I don’t need her |
Imagine being up, now I am no longer a dreamer |
And labels hit my phone, but I act like I got no ringer |
I’m sippin' on prescription and I ain’t got a subscription |
Perc 30s in addition, I’m high out of this dimension |
The back on my transmission, remember ridin' in Civics |
But now I’m really livin', trunk in the front, bitch, I’m whippin' |
I might take a trip to Saks because I ran up my bag |
So much purple in my cup 'cause I’m in love with sippin' Act' |
Bein' broke, I can’t go back, had to get on the right track |
Now when bad hoes in my phone, I hit decline and don’t hit back |
It was thot hoes, now I’m fuckin' with a redbone |
She gon' give me brain until her head gone |
Then I treat her like she average, make her head home |
'Cause I’m right back to the stu, «Drew, where the headphones?» |
I must admit that life got better, no deal, but I still got cheddar |
Mama did her best to keep me safe, so she gettin' whatever |
I make money with no effort, and spend money just for pleasure |
Go to sleep when I’m off pressure, and send packs off like a letter |
I’m sippin' on prescription and I ain’t got a subscription |
Perc 30s in addition, I’m high out of this dimension |
The back on my transmission, remember ridin' in Civics |
But now I’m really livin', trunk in the front, bitch, I’m whippin' |
I might take a trip to Saks because I ran up my bag |
So much purple in my cup 'cause I’m in love with sippin' Act' |
Bein' broke, I can’t go back, had to get on the right track |
Now when bad hoes in my phone, I hit decline and don’t hit back |
Oh-oh-oh |
I hit decline and don’t hit back |
I just got a bag, so I’m gon' go drop that at Saks |
Lil' nigga get money, swear I’m stackin' up on racks |
And if I get a pack, you know I’ll flip that shit like that, oh |