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Narcoticz

Yeat (feat. Yung Kayo)

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"Narcoticz." - Yeat (feat. Yung Kayo)

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 03:11 am

Album: 2 Alivë (Geëk Pack)

Track No: 14

Nodding off the Percs, that's the way I love it
I'ma geek up, baby, tell me who doesn't
No, don't lie about the money coming in
We see it all, yeah, you did not double (Uh, uh)
Fuck 12, yeah, we always in trouble
Uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, let's go
Good college
She got good brain, she got good knowledge (Yeah)
Yeah, close one eye, I'm Illuminati (Illuminati)
We been moving dope, moving narcotics (Yeah)
Yeah, take a lot of Percs, I been out my body
I take more Xans, yeah, narcotics (Narcotics)
Pour another deuce, yeah, narcotics (Narcotics)
Bad bitches, yeah, and they all hotties (All hotties)
Big bodies, hydraulics (Hydraulics)
Big Tonka, stretch 'em out (Stretch 'em out)
Put 'em up (Put 'em up), get 'em gone (Yeah)
Take a Perc' (Yeah), feeling gone (Yeah)
Whole world gettin' smacked (Smacked)
Yeah, y'all get smacked (Ha)
And the drank just like some craft (Craft)
We don't talk about it like that
Big slow on prescription meds
I just pulled up with the Christian, yes
Told the bitch to get the new Hermès
I don't know nobody, I'm stressed
Four months, I was on the X
If you don't know about it, don't guess
Her head go back, PEZ, yeah
Pulled it out, bust on her head, yeah
I just pulled up on her, yeah, yeah
I just pull up on her, yeah, yeah
Jugging out, we hit 'em hard for money
Coming out, we hear them all coming (Doom-doom)
They said that they is not scared, they running
I don't got time to talk, I just make money
Y'all jokes, I find a lot of y'all funny (Ah)
Snot nose, pull up on them, they do bunny
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I'm not your twizz, lil' bitch, I'm not your buddy
Uh-uh, uh-uh (Ah), say it again, not your kid, not your cuddy
Nodding off the Percs, that's the way I love it
I'ma geek up, baby, tell me who doesn't
No, don't lie about the money coming in
We see it all, yeah, you did not double (Uh)
You don't fit inside this squad or this bubble (Uh)
Fuck 12, yeah, we always in trouble
Uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, let's go
Good college
She got good brain, she got good knowledge (Yeah)
Yeah, close one eye, I'm Illuminati (Illuminati)
We been moving dope, moving narcotics (Yeah)
Yeah, take a lot of Percs, I been out my body
I take more Xans, yeah, narcotics (Narcotics)
Pour another deuce, yeah, narcotics (Narcotics)
Bad bitches, yeah, and they all hotties (All hotties)
Big bodies, hydraulics (Hydraulics)
Big Tonka, stretch 'em out (Stretch 'em out)
Put 'em up (Put 'em up), get 'em gone (Yeah)
Take a Perc' (Yeah), feeling gone (Yeah)
Whole world gettin' smacked (Smacked)
Yeah, y'all get smacked (Smacked)
And the drank just like some craft (Craft)
We don't talk about it like that
You could get smacked with this TEC
Most of these **** go tit for tat
I run through bitches, Eritreans, I'm into that
If I point to the hills, do you know where I'm living at? Ha
Told her to hand me my med box
You hang with narcissists, I want the narcotics
I got a hot head, but swear that I'm cold-hearted (Hey)
Touch one of my brothers, I swear I'ma die 'bout it
Don't get in that SUV 'cause you can't hide 'bout it
I got me a bigger, I roll with a wide body
She tryna get close, but my eyes going farsighted
And everything we been through, it's been a hard time
Hop out that four-door, I know you not into that
That boy got an old gun, it's a gen' three
Bitches checking in my room before checking me
Told her to Perc' me up, y'all **** fentanyl
Had a hundred K in my backpack and I spent it all
I'd rather not go in the BM, then spend it all
My plug dropped the P's and I get it gone (Get it gone, boom)
Get it gone (Get it gone, boom)
They said that they is not scared, they running
I don't got time to talk, I just make money
Y'all jokes, I find a lot of y'all funny (Ah)
Snot nose, pull up on them, they do bunny
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I'm not your twizz, lil' bitch, I'm not your buddy
Uh-uh, uh-uh (Ah), say it again, not your kid, not your cuddy
Nodding off the Percs, that's the way I love it
I'ma geek up, baby, tell me who doesn't
No, don't lie about the money coming in
We see it all, yeah, you did not double (Uh)
You don't fit inside this squad or this bubble (Uh)
Fuck 12, yeah, we always in trouble
Uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, let's go

Writer(s): Noah Smith, Malachi Green & Javier Mercado.

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