Liquor and Weed Lyrics latest song by Coi Leray. The Lyrics were written by Coi Leray and Produced by Ayoroc and Money Jesus
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Liquor and Weed Song Details
| Song | Liquor and Weed |
| Artist/Singer | Coi Leray |
| Lyrics | Coi Leray |
| Produced | Ayoroc and Money Jesus |
Liquor and Weed Music
Liquor and Weed Lyrics
(Ayo, Rod)
It’s a new moon
(MONEY JEZU$)
Yeah
Mix the liquor with a little weed
Thinkin’ everybody after me
I’m forcin’ what’s not mean to be
Plenty tears, it make up plenty sheets
I could pop a pill, so it could help me sleep
Takin’ care of the fam’ while I’m losin’ me
And, I’m losin’ friends, they don’t understand this life
They just go and switch sides
Turn to enemies
And, you know I put that work in
N*ggas try to take that from me, no, I earned it
I done went and spent a hundred racks on purses
Been gettin’ so much money, it make me nervous
Quick to cut ’em off if they a burden
When my ex call, I’m losin’ service (Yeah)
Love the way them tables turn, they just keep turnin’ (Yeah)
I’m a dawg up in this shit, I’m just like Courage (Yeah)
Get out the game, baby, it’s a murder
He textin’ me, I know he got a b*tch, guess he don’t love her
‘Cause he too busy in this p*ssy, said it’s just like butter
And, when I throw it back, look in his eyes, he throw them ones up
Mix the liquor with a little weed
Thinkin’ everybody after me
I’m forcin’ what’s not mean to be
Plenty tears, it make up plenty sheets
I could pop a pill, so it could help me sleep (Mhm)
Takin’ care of the fam’ while I’m losin’ me
And, I’m losin’ friends, they don’t understand this life
They just go and switch sides
Turn to enemies
Yeah, all these scares covered up with makeup, yeah
It’s sometimes I hate bein’ famous (Uu-huh), yeah
All this pain turned me to who I am
B*tches mad ’cause I know who I am
Know a couple n*ggas owe me money on my shit-list
Yeah, Margiela on my ass, turn around and tell ’em, “Kiss this”
Kenzo off the runway, they like how I’m lookin’ in it
And you f*ckin’ with a star, black cars, no lens
Mix the liquor with a little weed
Thinkin’ everybody after me
I’m forcin’ what’s not mean to be
Plenty tears, it make up plenty sheets
I could pop a pill, so it could help me sleep (Help me sleep)
Takin’ care of the fam’ while I’m losin’ me
And, I’m losin’ friends, they don’t understand this life
They just go and switch sides
Turn to enemies
This a blue moon
This a blue moon, yeah, yeah
Yeah
