Tom Macdonald & Madchild - D.R.U.G. (Uncensored Explicit)

Dropped 07FEB2020 Tom and Madchild - D.R.U.G. Explicit

[Verse 1: Tom MacDonald]

I'm not an asshole, that's my ego
He knows me and you are equal
Go ahead and call me Dee-bo
I don't fuck with many people
I ain't playin' any games, say it to my face
Hate me 'cause the break
Pull up, pull up with that energy I swear you catch a fade
I made like 20K today, don't give a single fuck, okay?
All the money in the world Tom MacDonald never changed
I know what I'm worth, the life I deserve
Is finally manifested in my worth
My mama told me I'll be famous
I guess I'm bein' humble because I'm hurt
I'm over face, I'm over spite
I want a billion dollars and a Benz
I want a convoy full of all my enemies
I want all these rappers severed heads
It's a big, big move, I'm makin' big, big moves
I got a big, big ego, I got a big dick too
I'm at the top right now, everybody want my styles
Stepin' on a rare spaceship to the clear invasion
Got my hair braided, diamonds in my smile
Like a bare naked millionaire wasted in his parent's basement
[?] I became dangerous from the bank statements
'Cause my name's famous, I be goin' viral
They're prayin' I'll lose it quick
Too bad I'm stupid lit
I got Gucci shoes I bought I never use
Gon' put the Gucci kicks through your Gucci lips
Put my Gucci feet to your Gucci head
You'll get Gucci beat 'til your Gucci dead
I will Gucci stomp on my Gucci clothes
'Til I'm Gucci gone and your Gucci gold
Ooh-ayy whole crew big like Wu-Tang
My neck look like 2 Chainz
Money big like butane
Ooh-ayy, whoa
Tatted my face and my hands and my arms and my legs and my ribs and my back, ha
Thank God I rap, even if I wanted a job I could never go back
Whoa every buck I owe I paid off in full
Life I chose, baby like it knows I'm worth my weight in gold
Only hoes keep [?] these clothes
They all move at shoes
Got two money trees a hundred feet I carve my name both
Like these froze, these all gold, colgaine quick without the blow
People that you call celebrities are blowin' up my phone
Fuck off

[Chorus: Tom MacDonald & MadChild]

Doppest rappers under God (What?)
Doppest rappers under God (What?)
Doppest rappers under God
I swear to God it's like drug (Yeah)
Doppest rappers under God (What?)
Doppest rappers under God (What?)
Doppest rappers under God
I swear to God it's like a drug (Yeah)

[Verse 2: MadChild]

I'm on a roll, I'm gettin' swoll
I gotta go, yeah, yeah
[?] and crow, I'm still a pro
I fuck us all, yeah, yeah
I'm moody don't fuck with me
I don't need you to accompany me
My noodle is boo-doo, it's broke and no joke
An my brain's with them pharmaceutical company
Who gonna come from me, I'll just stand up I bet you'll run from me
I got these rappers all grumpy as shit
Fuck [?], that son of a bitch
Ayy, my ego the size of the sky (Yeah)
Look up and see my face (Wow)
These rappers wanna be me and they girlfriends wanna know the fuck I
I don't fuck a hoe I just fuck a hope
I don't like a dude I say fuck you though
I do what I want, I get lots of cash
I don't really care where the fuck I go
I gotta finish this deal, I got a weapon concealed
I'm gonna get this three mil
Netflix and chill, anyone get in my way you can get yourself killed
I got sauce, you got juice this Minute Maid
I just come back to intimidate
This game full of pussy but pussy get fuck on my dick I just go back to penetrate
Still rep red and white, I don't call police
MadChild out the gate, someone woke the beast
Also red and white, that's a make believe
Double cheese for me, that's a [?]
Millions, and millions, and millions of dollars I made
Now I am back all over [?]
[?] I show up when I want no one call it late
Man these bitches [?]
[?] these bitches ain't loyal
I bet she's [?]
Then go piss on this bitch [?]
Tom just grab your coat, they want that but slow
Mad just have you [?], not your average go
What an ensemble
Couple of bad fuckin' hombres
Got so much blood on my hands and my [?] can handle a laundry
Walk around like a zombie
I'll take 'em back to you calmly
Did so much drugs in my life
[?] turn my brain into a [?]
I run it up like a gauntlet
Welcome to my house, it's haunted
Last year I didn't feel wanted
Yeah, well fuck you bitch

[Chorus: Tom MacDonald & MadChild]

Doppest rappers under God (What?)
Doppest rappers under God (What?)
Doppest rappers under God
I swear to God it's like drug (Yeah)
Doppest rappers under God (What?)
Doppest rappers under God (What?)
Doppest rappers under God
I swear to God it's like a drug (Yeah)