DRUGSTORY

Eh
Yung Beef, bitch
Yeah (yeah, eh-eh)
What? London, FaNaTiX
FaNaTiX (what?), FaNaTiX
Yeah (Yung Beef, ho, ah)
What?

Get rich or die trying
You're fronting but he's not protecting it (look at this hand)
I swear, I don't recognize myself
Mom, the streets have turned me into a monster (sad)
They think I'm dumb, no crime if there's no face

Even if it's hard, I'm noble, if not, I crawl
With the Oscar selling clothes at the Rastro (eh-eh)
You're the neighborhood slut
I'm still at the source with the frames

Eh, if you want me, leave me like this
Bitch, I feel good like this
I only know how to make money and look clean
Bitch, the point is booming from Sunday to Monday
The blue bills, cockroach and Rolex
And the point is open, you bluff (what? Haha, listen, ey)

Bitch, this movie is called Drug Story
Hundred missed calls on the phone
A coke that makes you PlayMobil
Bitch, I'm playing keys like Beethoven
Yayo invented crack in the '80s and still young

Yung Beef, bitch, wow-wow, bitch
I pour coke in the water and it comes back to me like Broly
Bitch, drugs are a love story (Young Frank Miller on this bitch)
Stack of Drugs is the name of this song (What?)
I Got Money is the name of this song, yeah, eh

I'll teach you how to cook a brick
You crawl like a worm
Happiness is free, don't say it for free
Baby girl, I've had to learn to deal with evil, to move like this

And no, oh, oh, oh-oh (oh, oh, oh)
Listen, yo
Yo, G, yo, G, listen, ey (what?)

Mansion for the summer
When I go to L.A. I rock the Ferragamo
This is dedication, bitch, we didn't inherit anything
And even if it's very bad, bitch, I love my brothers
We invented the border, very G, bitch (Uh)
We give ourselves all the whims, El Seco is a gun, Mexican
We slut shame that bitch
You haven't lived life, you haven't sold a gram
Yung Beef, bitch
You haven't lived life, you haven't sold a gram

FaNaTiX
Ey (je), ah (pussy)
We not on this rap cap
Get a job, pussy (Ah)