Elevator Jams & Trippie $ac - LOVE IS A DRUG (feat. Horiizon & HBK Naldo) Lyrics

Yeah, ay, I'm high as f*ck, let's get it
Ay, yeah, ay
You ever been in love?
Shit worse than a drug
You ever been in love?
Shit worse than a drug, yeah
Shit worse than a drug, yeah
Shit's worse than a drug, yeah, yeah
Shit's worse than a drug, yeah
Shit'll break your heart
Shit'll scratch your veins
Make you feel so much pain
Make you go insane
So in love with so much time
I'ma make you feel so much time
And make you feel so much pain
In so much little time
Because you're in your bag
You can be in your Birkin
In your Louis-Gucci bag
But you still in your feelings
Your zip lock bag
I'm wondering where did I go bad
Cause you gone, and you really gone
You packed up all your shit and now I'm sitting all alone
I'm sitting in my home, grippin' the chrome
I'm mad I lost everything, now I ain't got no home
Cause home is where the heart be
And my heart gone
I'ma pull up with that fire, let that fire smoke
I'ma let it spark
Let it fire some
I don't give a f*ck 'bout nun', we gon' ride now
I'ma hit my bros, hit up Jada hit up Sasu
Tell them niggas "get it," you already know we got to
Pull up on them niggas shoot that shit and then we dip
Ay yo bro don't worry you already know ain't say shit
Cause you my f*cking brother
You my f*cking cousin, my cousin for real
My blood cousin you already know
And this shit how it go
And you know how we roll
A dumb nigga they ask how I be toting them poles
Don't know what you saying, if the ops they be laying
I'm smoking on a dead op, f*ck it nigga you praying
While you be crying, nigga I'm sitting laughing
Smoking on your dead brother, cause shit it happens, but
That's how ops are to me I give no f*cks
Tell you bitch suck it up buttercup
F*ck a hater
Bitch we in the sky, Elevator
I'm pulling up
I be chilling with them real goon thugs
Shout out my nigga Dinero you already wassup
Uh, I f*cked up, but I'm freestyling yuh
So I'm just keep going
This nigga gon' keep flowing
And if you hate on this my nigga choke on something, gone
Cause I don't give a f*ck about no nigga, bout no vice
I'm still gon' make this money, cook it up, and eat that rice