Drug Lawd by Masicka Lyrics

[Intro]
Ruff up foreign
Fuck up yard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
1Syde

[Hook]
Ruff up foreign
Fuck up yard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
Like me bad bitch
So the handle pon me gun broad
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
Every thug guard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
Whole heep a millions fi me fus yard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd

[Verse 1]
Take me chances
Yeah me take risks
Load me gun, keep it close cause me nuh tek diss
So much motherfucking rolex me need a next wrist
Weh me do, have them best bitch watching Netflix
Weh me do, ris ethe metric, smaddy death wish
Mek a food but anuh everybody get rich
Roll out pon the guestlist, Gucci freshkicks
See me son a e best gift, never selfish
Him afi live like a rock star, wah do Elvis?
Tun it up another level, the devil weh hell miss
Afi rich me tell me mother nuh worry me tell sis
Hey Jah, yuh gimme everything afi defend this
So me
[Hook]
Ruff up foreign
Fuck up yard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
Like me bad bitch
So the handle pon me gun broad
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
Every thug guard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
Whole heep a millions fi me fus yard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd

[Verse 2]
Man a heavyweight, a pro
Watch the paper flow
Watch the chain a glow
Watch the hate a grow
Me see the snake a show
Pussy dem pace so slow
Have it up pon me waist
Tump inna face no throw
Man a bake the dough
High grade a blow
Gyal yuh nuh shame, me know
Gimme the brain, go low
Links tuff inna yard
Same way the snow
Poverty a me enemy & me slay the foe
Stock the bread, double it
Bury some, shovel it
Buss a bwoy head, run him dung inna public
Gyal dem a bubble it
Hard fuck, doh cuddle it
Any gyal think me love her, God go with it
[Hook]
Ruff up foreign
Fuck up yard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
Like me bad bitch
So the handle pon me gun broad
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
Every thug guard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
Whole heep a millions fi me fus yard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd

[Verse 3]
Dem think the street a dunce
Bloodclaat hype with piece a funds
100 Mill before me 30, wtach the speaker bounce
Crysp a pop, high grade a feature lungs
Whole heap a killer deh ya wid whole heap a guns
Fi shake the place like when Shaquille a dunk
President like Barrack, watch the green a trump
Motivate the youths dem a weh a sleep a dump
Wid dem bank book flat out, it need a pump
Man live this fi real, weh dem feel a stunt
Young Skull matic pon waist, rifle in a trunk
1Syde we nuh bruk, we nuh punk
A so she stupid when she see the killer she nuh drunk
Me gyal dem a straight "A" the "G" nuh flunk
A so me squeeze me matic like me squeeze yo front
She fuck fi money, a mills we bring in a month
So do the maths
[Hook]
Ruff up foreign
Fuck up yard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
Like me bad bitch
So the handle pon me gun broad
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
Every thug guard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd
Whole heep a millions fi me fus yard
Young juvenile living like a Drug Lawd