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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Yavo
Big Yavo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yaven Mailden
Yaven Mailden
Songwriter
Tavis Moore
Tavis Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tavis Moore
Tavis Moore
Recording Engineer
Tav
Tav
Producer
HennyTrack
HennyTrack
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, that Wockhardt got me smiling
Trees make me feel special
I can't find no purple drink, so I'm sippin' on—, yeah
[Verse 1]
Aye, say that Wockhardt got me smiling
Trees make me feel special
I can't find no purple drink today, I sip on yellow
The second I feel down, I sip drank and I feel better
It's rain in Morten Grove
Styrofoam, my umbrella
Bae, come help me break this down
And count up all these extras
Red Bull give you wings
That drank gon' give you feathers
The shit I'm smoking turn you to a extraterrestrial (E.T.)
Babygirl, just drop your loc' and dada gon' come get you
You know that I'm wit' you
Christian Loub', your tennis shoes
Ain't nothing I won't do
My baby girl, I'm on you
The fuck you thought? The fuck you think? Huh
What's in your cup? The fuck you drinking? Huh
[Chorus]
Lovers and drugs
Baby, let's have drug sex
Baby, let's have drug sex
Lovers and drugs
Baby, let's have drug sex
Baby, let's have drug sex
Lovers and drugs
Uh, I said baby, let's have drug sex
Baby, let's have drug sex
Lovers and drugs
I wanna sex you good when I'm off the drugs
Sex you good when I'm off the drugs
[Verse 2]
I'm tryna sex you good when I'm off the drugs
Call my phone, don't call your plug
I'm tryin' to give you drug love
Bet he'll hit that mud cup
Girl, why you movin' so fast? Let me grip that ass, I wanna hug, hug
My feet just left the ground, I hit that za, now I'm a busta
Pop a pill and sip that Wock, kiss your ear, and rub your twat
Bae, let's have a money fight, beat your back, and count these nice
I don't think I know my alphabets, all I see is Rx
Smoke a wood, and drug sex
With some Promethazine, and Percocets
I get high as a NASA flight
I fell in love with ripping pints
Funky
I fell in love with kissing pints
This Wockhardt love, a different price
Ready the clove or dope and it's Smif and ice
Marni's, look like the Grinch at night
Double the cup, triple the test
High as a plane, my jury be buzzed
[Chorus]
Lovers and drugs
Baby, let's have drug sex
Baby, let's have drug sex
Lovers and drugs
Baby, let's have drug sex
Baby, let's have drug sex
Lovers and drugs
Uh, I said baby, let's have drug sex
Baby, let's have drug sex
Uh, lovers and drugs
I wanna sex you good when I'm off the drugs
Sex you good when I'm off the drugs
[Outro]
Lovers and drugs
Lovers and drugs
Lovers and drugs
Uh, lovers and drugs
Written by: Tavis Moore, Yaven Mailden
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