Tana - Meds lyrics
Steven Lewis
[Tana - Meds lyrics]
Pick up a check from the bank (Uh, uh)
B-Bitch, I'm masked up like Bane (Uh, uh)
I'ma walk in his trap spot
(In his trap spot)
Listen to my guitar sing (To my guitar sing)
When I walk in all the bitches starin' at me
And niggas say I'm lame
(These niggas call me lame)
And them folks sharin' with a bottle
(Sharin' with a bottle)
In the section for the gang
(Section for the gang) you got me stuck
(Stuck) , and I can't lie (I can't lie)
I don't know who to trust
(Know who to trust)
I'm on my own side (On my own side)
(Side, side, side, side, side, side, side
Side)
Balenciaga (Balenciaga)
Bottega Veneta (Bottеga Veneta)
I'ma slide with that Draco
(I'ma slidе with that Drac')
I'ma take off your head, dawg (Ch Ch Chyeah)
And I'm goin' schitz', goin' coo'
Yeah, I need my meds, bro
(Yeah, I need my meds)
Yeah, I need my meds, baby
(Yeah, I need my meds)
No, I cannot talk to the feds, baby
(Can't talk to the feds)
Look inside the store