Drugs on the Table

[Intro: RetcH] Yeah nigga 87 Renogangicious [?] [?] 2012 Coke and White bitches [Hook: RetcH] Drugs on the table Hoes on the floor Niggas shooting dice, couple bottle on pour My nigga Dollar came through with the Xans and the smoke And forty more bitches just walked through the door Said they walked through the door Forty more bitches just walked through the door My nigga Dollar came through with the Xans and the smoke And forty more bitches just walked through the door [Verse 1:RetcH] Drugs on the table Hoes on the floor [?] sluts smoking blunts in my ‘Lo I know she with the shits she want to keep on some blow And forty more bitches just walked through the door My nigga got the punch and he pouring up a four Better take it easy, sip sip slow And I’m like, “Nah my nigga, Ima just fuck with this smoke” Got this ice in my cup And this Rémy in my coke Cause that Sprite mixed with Actavis no mother fucking joke Seen a bitch I used to fuck But I ain’t even speak cause she fucking with that pretty bitch I met last week And she look so fucking good Got her bucket on low and she don’t even wear panties That’s the trillest bitch I know And every time we fuck I fuck her so she don’t forget it I can tell that she ain’t met a real nigga in a minute I’m a gift from the gods So I bless her with my presence Got that pussy on lock let’s bring it back to the essence I don’t really bring her around she make these bitches look like peasants So we gon enjoy the night Lil’ mama why you be stressing we got [Hook] [Verse 2: A$AP Ant] Where the weed at? Where the Xans at? Where the lean at? Get fucked up Drugs on the table knows what’s up Light skin with a fat ass Hit a blunt no [?] Got my eye on the cash Dice game, triple up Yellow Tuss, double cup Bismuth is going down, Ciroc shots, more rounds Blow a pound, high as fuck My right hand man got a burner tucked Act stupid, shoot your party Eyes red than the devil Dig yourself, get a shovel Paddle to Nadle Crash car up, buy a new one Hell yeah, I’m on one She wobble ass like a ceiling fan Panties silver like a pan Ride me like a sedan Thinking I’m gonna make her mine When I hit she know the time Out the bitch, chase money Laugh, ain’t shit funny Penis in her tummy Eating me like some gummies I’m the reason she ain’t bummy [Outro: RetcH] Drugs on the table Hoes on the floor Niggas shooting dice, couple bottle on pour My nigga Dollar came through with the Xans and the smoke And forty more bitches just walked through the door