eckogut - pharmacy Lyrics

The white dude at Walmart was saying nigga, I didn't do shit about it
He wasn't calling me a nigga
He was just saying the word
Like, what I'ma do about it

Be like, you can't say nigga
He obviously say the shit when we not around, you know what I'm saying
I could care less about that shit
Niggas can't call me broke

For real
Yeah
Niggas can't call me broke inside this bitch
We turned on Netflix, I stuffed the whole remote inside this bitch

I hate her voice sometimes, that's why she use her throat inside this bitch
You feel me
Yeah
My nigga whole boat inside this bitch

She a pro at what she do
Fit ten more inside this bitch
Come on
Big body, I can fit three more inside this whip

Big body, I can fit a whole damn ship of poles inside this bitch
Come on
Yeah
Coast to coast, we flyin'

I got coasts in Costa Rica
I mean boats in Costa Rica
They be f*ckin' with my speech
Yeah

Rico lookin' for emo hoes in the beach
Huh
I had to tell him we not finna find them hoes
They look for the freaks

Kenny lookin' for the ghetto bitches at the beach
Huh
Yeah
I had to tell him ghetto bitches everywhere

I just want something unique
Yeah
I was lookin' for the deep bitches at the beach
Damn

I see one, two, three, four, five
Which one do I need
Huh
Wait a minute, which one do I need

Damn
Am I sassy if I block this bitch and text her on the gram
Yeah, like, am I sassy if I tell a black bitch she can't get a tan
Marnie slippers on my feet, look like I cooked green eggs in ham

Damn
Marnie hat that's on my head
Bitch, I look like Sam I am
You the type nigga that'll go through TBHs on Instagram

Yeah
I'm the type nigga pull up racks out when I know you niggas can't
You the type nigga try to steal tight beats you found on Instagram
Yeah, you the type nigga wear a suit because you can't dress

Business, man
ABC-1-2-3-I-B-D-I, IPC-5-C, now let me stop
I'm in a trap and I'm gripping a Glock
She in the back and she gripping a cop

I'm in a function, I brought my own beverage
Nigga, I'm sippin' on different pop
Got this L.A. box, so I don't stay here, but I do visit a lot
Yeah, you ain't gotta ask

You know my pocket's big on D.C
5-5-4-4-4
No, I cannot do the same shit Trelley did
I'ma end up sounding dark

Yeah, W, that's on my belt
It used to be a double B, but I'm humble until I died
Exotic snacks to death for me
She see niggas, she start drooling

You drop music, I start snoozing
All my niggas like to set shit off
I think they named Lil Boosie
Yeah, my milk bitch think I ain't childish, cause I call her shit a cooter

She say, why you don't say coochie
Cause that shit make it sound looser
I drank up 50 racks
You mad, she ain't text you back

F*ck what I said at the start of the song
You say, nigga, I'm getting you whacked
You say, nigga, baby, D.C. jump you
I know some niggas that shoot at your back

I know some niggas that really be capped
I know some niggas that turn the bass up
I know some niggas that turn the bass up
I know some niggas that turn the bass up

I know some niggas that turn the bass up
I know some niggas that turn the bass up
I know some niggas that shoot at your back
I know some niggas that really be capped

I know some niggas that turn the bass up