[Lyrics] NSG – dRuNk gUiTaR Lyrics

Lyrics
Eyes all red, i’m still alright,
Kush from kway take me sky high,
You ain’t been high before,
You ain’t been high before,
Dem boy there inform,
Getting these racks in bulk,
Don’t you disturb,
Getting these racks in bulk,
See I get it my way,
Soo nobody cannot come in my lane,
Soo many guys wanna take my place,
Pay no mind I could never be fazed,
Now you could never catch me smoking lemon haze,
Turn up all night cah we grinding all day,
Messing with da money yeh someone’s gotta pay,
You can never be gang lil nigga you’s a lame,
I don’t know him he aint part of the gang,
Messing with the money then your messing with the plan,
I hope you know that’s a no no,
Sutton gotta go go I don’t know her,
But she’s fucking with the gang uh,
She love the money loving up the man,
All my wrists are gold all my neck all froze,
On a weekday we still get turnt,
Just Went tape with 9 of my g’s,
Now I’m in the members with 9 lightees,
So many guys nah want me succeed,
Spent your budget on LV,
Dark shades you can’t read my next move nah,
I can read your eyes you’re an intruder,
Wait for me I shot the informer,
Free smoke man a casual smoker,
Wild west ting got it in my holster,
Amiris I drop it with my body warmer,
Boogeyman bro be no body snatcher,
Not Maggie simpson or Maggie thatcher,
Colt 45 have you veggie pasta,
Pull in a casper smelling ganja,
Big drip on me like tobi pastor,
Free money still the mantra, still a gangster,
She got skin like amber caramel gold,
When she back it up on me it never gets old,
You ain’t gotta choose when you chose,
Still smooth with the bros, I got food for your nose,
I ain’t losing it no,
Coz I lost it already and I’m immune to the roads,
I don’t know him he aint part of the gang,
Messing with the money then your messing with the plan,
I hope you know that’s a no no,
Sutton gotta go go I don’t know her,
But she’s fucking with the gang uh,
She love the money loving up the man,
All my wrists are gold all my neck all froze,
On a weekday we still get turnt,
Just Went tape with 9 of my g’s,
Now I’m in the members with 9 lightees,
So many guys nah want me succeed,
Spent your budget on LV,
Dark shades you can’t read my next move nah,
I can read your eyes you’re an intruder,
No Id the squad still party,
And no you can’t see me I’m in vip,
Not your average boy band uh truss,
Had the contraband hidden in my jeans,
Ratchet parked,
Pack split with my brudda cash in half,
Plastic niggas I don’t fuck with nah,
Wrapped in cling the way the tunes come hard,
On God,
They talk my name online they don’t like me,
Blessings on blessings is all I see,
So I give thanks to almighty,
On god,
Hold on,
See last time I was at the club,
10 dom perignon to the table,
Girl you don’t bring nothing else all time,
So you better be grateful
I don’t know him he aint part of the gang,
Messing with the money then your messing with the plan,
I hope you know that’s a no no,
Sutton gotta go go,
I don’t know her but she’s sucking of the gang,
Uh she love the money loving up the man,
All my wrists are gold, all my neck all froze
On a weekday we still get turnt,
Just Went tape with 9 of my g’s,
Now I’m in the members with 9 lightees,
So many guys nah want me succeed,
Spent your budget on LV,
Dark shades you can’t read my next move nah,
I can read your eyes you’re an intruder