DYG - Kids Lyrics

Yeah were high on the drugs
And were never coming down
Yeah were high on the drugs
And were never coming down
Yeah were high on the drugs
And were never coming down
Yeah were high on the drugs
And were never coming down

Don't you see
These drugs bring us closer
Tryna figure out who I'm gonna be
Gonna be me, motherf*ckin georgie
When we famous imma get some gold teeth
And some Gucci tees, and some Louis heat
Gonna be all types of f*cking icey
Kids need to find their DYG
Kids need to find their DYG
Their DYG
Their DYG
These my brothers don't mess with thee
From different mothers but from the same tree
When I rap I feel like I don't f*cking breathe
Poppin hella pills, sike thats Aleve
I feel like I gotta leave
I gotta leave
I gotta leave
I gotta be motherf*cking free

You a silly boy, I'm a freak boy
Gimme Information bout that bitch and I won't leak boy
50 on the game I don't win, I won't tweak boy
You a pussy on Snapchat worried bout some streaks boy
You a freak
I don't trust a single word that you speak
Wanna slap your ass up, raw cheeks
Get geeked boy
40 on my hip I don't sleep boy
I got polo all on my sheets boy
I got Gucci all on my feet boy
All Mercedes on my fleet boy
Take a seat boy
I'm the freak boy
No scape goat
You just a sheep bro
No schoolboy
No g's hoe
This a freak show
Not a slow mo
I'm feeling real low
Then it's all gone
So I head home
To the burner phone
As I get dome, don't need a loan
To build my dream home
No co-sign, we on the coast line
Repping beats coast
I'm bouta get Mine
Till I feel fine
Keep a strong spine
Never be blind
Never close minds
Aw

I go hard on the beat other pussies take a seat
They say I'm Offset but I'm never off beat
I'm a beast I'm a horse talk shit I'll be pissed
Whipping squad to the trap Richard Millie on my wrist
DYG we lit
Joseph f*cking up the track
I only smoke Illadelph, blikkys, ding caps
Back from Punta Cana and my skins all black
Runnin off no sleep
Gotta spit on the track
Were the best in 203
Wanna smoke a little kief
Black Benz 95 I'm a lion you a sheep
Grown ass men we still acting like some Kids
Throwback to days we was smoking on the mid
Mimas stable, Roaring Brook, taking dings at Mickey Ds
Dress code, hell no, you can suck me while I sleep
DYG up next got the gang with me
Used to rock off brand now we dripping to the knees