Lil Baby – Drugs Talkin Lyrics

Drugs Talkin

Lil Baby

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"Drugs Talkin." - Lil Baby

Thursday, 17 September 2026, 07:44 am

Album: WHAM (Extended Version)

Track No: 14

Oh, wow, huh, oh, wow, huh
Oh, wow, oh, wow, oh, wow, oh, wow
Oh, yeah
Let's go to Jamaica, baby (Let's get away)
Walk around the villa naked (It's your house)
Make you cum, you don't gotta fake it
Have the deepest conversations (What's in your head?)
Breakfast ready when we wake up (Come here)
Pretty skin, don't put on makeup (You flawless)
Sex each other down and lay up
Alcohol, I'll be your chaser
Love it when you say, "My man"
Havin' time with all your friends
She the one and I'm her fan
Gangsta, but I'm so romantic
I look forward to meeting your family
Condo for us in Miami (Sky)
Super sweet, she my eye candy (My eye)
Handle me with care, I'm damaged (Damaged)
Respectful always, I got manners (Let's go)
Audemar on, she so fancy (You trim)
His and hers, we both got Pateks
Keep my guard up, I can't chance it (Stop it)
Birds fly, but ain't no landin' (No landin')
Glock on me, protect the brand (The brand)
I was taught don't show my hand
Ain't no fallin' off, I'm standin'
Yeah, talk
I feel like the drugs talkin' to me (It gotta be the drugs)
I feel like the drugs talkin' to me (It's just gotta be the drugs)
I feel like the drugs started gettin' in my head
I know it's that alcohol talkin' (Baby, it's that liquor)
I know it's that alcohol talkin' (Baby, it's that liquor)
I know it's that alcohol tellin' me you miss me (Baby, it's that liquor)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Off a lil' bit, I got loose screws (Okay)
You miss me and I miss you too (You too)
I can be Rashad, you New New (New New)
Money makin', I'm a guru
Pop a Perc' to change my mood (Mood)
Catch a tan, layin' by the pool
You that one thing I can't shake
Bae, that's why I feed you grapes (Grapes)
Actin' tough, I make you break (Break)
Ride it while I hold your waist (Waist)
Love it when you make them faces (Faces)
Tell me that it's mine, don't play (Play)
Debit card linked to my savings
You ain't gotta wait, just pay it (Yeah)
Alcohol and drugs, we faded (Yeah)
I can barely feel my face
Yeah, yeah
I feel like the drugs talkin' to me (Gotta be the drugs)
I feel like the drugs talkin' to me (It's just gotta be the drugs)
I feel like the drugs started gettin' in my head
I know it's that alcohol talkin' (Baby, it's that liquor)
I know it's that alcohol talkin' (Baby, it's that liquor)
I know it's that alcohol tellin' me you miss me (Baby, it's that liquor)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Writer(s): Dominique' Jones, Zeus Negrete, Dylan Cleary-Krell & Jayden Christodoulou.

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