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Ty Dolla Sign - Yo Drugs Lyrics

Verse (Big Shir)
I’m makin' it hot as that acid rain
Feelin' me now as I’m burnin' your brain
Fire me up, you’re feelin' real strange
Float away as I’m takin' your pain
Swallow me whole, you’re not feelin' the same
Take control, it’s not the end of the game
Extend them wings and just fly it away
Is it too late to worry ‘bout who is to blame?
I stand on the mountain and look at the range
Life is too short for you to complain
Who need five senses, we’re one in the same
To reach them clouds, you just gotta train
Forget who you are, it’s all in a name
Ridin' me out from night until day
Take more of mе, you’ll be feelin' real plain
You’ll get high as a kitе, no, fuck it, a plane
Time to get tossed, just gimme the flame
Just grab us and pop us, don’t be a lame
Those who would stop us just try’na get fame
Put down the gun, I won’t sharpen your aim
You’re so paranoid, you stand like a crane
And just wait for the minute to touch me again

Chorus (Big Shir)
So, blow a puff then breathe, take another hit of me
Shit, you could hit for free, you’ll be pleased, smokin' trees
Flyin' up them cloud breeze, higher than them fuckin’ leaves
Just believe it and achieve it with your sister Mrs. Cheeba
So, blow a puff then breathe, take another hit of me
Shit, you could hit for free, you’ll be pleased, smokin' trees
Flyin’ up them cloud breeze
Verse (Young Korgy)
Grab me, grind me up, and roll me up into a J
Or grab a nug and shove it down into a bowl and blaze
And open tertiary vision and fly the skies for days
Don’t buy the lies, ‘cause I’m a healthy way to catch a daze
And despite what they say, show a love for Purple Haze
‘Cause Jimi Hendrix smoked me, rock stars they know what’s holy
‘Cause they be weeded indeed when they write they magnum opie
Now this a different trip, pop me out a PEZ dispenser
Or grab a credit card and chop me up and snort me quicker
I come in yellow, green and orange, white and blue, too
And different shapes and sizes, homie, which you gonna choose?
No matter, ‘cause once you snort me up, you fuck like pornstars
Pop me on an empty stomach, you won’t know where in the world you are
Take too much of me, and you knock the fuck out like Worldstar
Be careful, little dude, you don’t rap, but I’ll make you hurl bars

Chorus (Big Shir)
So, blow a puff then breathe
Take another hit of me
Shit, you could hit for free
You’ll be pleased, smokin' trees
Flyin' up them cloud breeze
Higher than them fuckin’ leaves
Just believe it and achieve it with your sister Mrs. Cheeba
So, blow a puff then breathe
Take another hit of me, shit, you could hit for free
You’ll be pleased, smokin' trees
Flyin’ up them cloud breeze