Substance - Chris Brown, Chris Brown feat. Tracy T, Young Lo

Let’s talk about something, girl I need your acceptance

You’re making assumptions, but you know it’s nothing

The liquor keep calling, you know I need more

It’s 99 problems, can’t take anymore, I’m 'bout to mix up this Sprite with the 4

Oh, OHB 'bout to walk through

Only hot bitches in the bedroom

Pop a Xan, watch me get loose

Throwing all of these bands for you

Substance, substance, substance, substance

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

Substance, substance, substance, substance

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

Girl who do you fuck when I ain’t in the city?

Driving me crazy, way over the limit

My homies, they say that I’m tripping

Fuck it I’m tripping, I’m crazy, I’m whipping

My heart is racing, this shit is amazing

This neck just the bandages

How did our love end up like the Kennedy’s?

Mixing up drugs, yeah I got the remedy

Damn, you fucking the enemy

I gave you the best of me

Showed her how to trap out the bando

And left her the recipe, damn

Substance, substance, substance, substance

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

Substance, substance, substance, substance

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

Substance abuse, substance from you

Thousand dollar tab, baby this I bought food

This a 2 seater baby, you can’t car pool

Got the old school move, like the car new

Bands low, never make a girl spend it with me

When she gone, I get it back, make her spend another 60

Still cold hearted, say it’s cold hearted

She shotgun, I drop the top lid and her hair blow

Them heels got you walking like you on the runway

No paper, we got the game like the arcade

Wonder which, I know you’re gonna make it right for me

Put the pussy on the flight, make it tonight for me

And baby, I jump in that foreign

She hop in that passenger

She gon' work, she lowkey in the Acura

Bitch ain’t cuffing, your boy still a bachelor

Substance, substance, substance, substance

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

Substance, substance, substance, substance

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

4 in the morning, I’m thinking of you

Just got the ceiling, I’m pouring it through

How can I deal with this substance abuse?

I’m only asking this all cause of you

These Xannies got me tripping right now

Girl your love is like a Perc, my heart itching right now

See them flashes of your face, I wanna kiss you right now

But I know it’s just the drugs that got me tripping right now

Tried to offer you my heart, you used it like the playground

Favorite groupies, jealously, I thought you would stay where I am

Guess it’s back to prescriptions to deal with the symptoms

I can’t feel my face and I’m losing my vision

Substance, substance, substance, substance

All this substance abuse, I need substance from you

In recovery, rehabilitating from you

Teach me a lesson, I’m drug testing, making all them moves

We both getting fucked up, what’s your excuse?

A new slave with a new fade, my chain a noose

Bitch I’m sipping, you steady tripping and politicking

Taking vacations with your bitch, why she ain’t posting pictures

I can lead her to that water if she wanna listen

If she don’t drink, she gon' drink, I’m still gon' fuck some bitches

You know that pussy my addiction

She driving my stick, tryna fuck up my transmission

I’m pissed off, withdrawals just fucking up my pimping

Take a picture nigga, see how I’m living

Ain’t going back to prison, I got too felonies, dismissing the case

A couple million, got a .45 locked in the safe

Hella bitches, hella bitches pile up in the Wraith

Hollywood with the cameras all up in your face