Lyrics:
counting racks by the tens
Getting so lit while I’m a hitting a lick I be thinking on how we acquired these bands
Quietly creeping up I know you see it you
it, went and walked when I should've jogged
Now I'm short winded
You ain't used to the authentic, lost prophetic aesthetic
Thru Eric and Eric I knew it
seatbelts when I'm rappin', yeah, you heard the pilot
And if you need help, get the flight attendant pacin' by, then
Just me, myself, and I talkin', so when
Telling you why I'm not stressed out,
Shawty I linked up with she impressed now,
Option of getting stoned in the lounge,
Or staying in the calm in
church
I'm going
Bad, bad, bad
Disperse
I'm going
Bad
Feel me out now
[Hook-Charmelle]
This life I live
Ain't extra
No angels to
Stand next
Written by Eric Kaz
I've been alone too long
Sitting by myself
I'm getting to old
To help myself
But I won't be hangin round your door
Begging
No I
hugs, bars, clubs
Chasing, highs, facing ,lows
Getting, by, just for, show
Man I'm high status, flyer than the average
Badder than the baddest, pockets
me back
Yeah I get them all gone
Unmask that hoe
Tell that bitch yeah you a fraud
Scooby snacks be hittin different stoned on god
I'm Out here solving
crew
Akatsuki yeah bro
Chidori Sasuke Uchiha
Back on my shit now I'm
Flexing with the niggas
Now everybody rolling
Up that dope we getting
Stoned
a breather
Popping and sipping and blazing that reefer
Damn this Kush I swear is a keeper
Sipping some Crown and I'm rolling up diesel
Hell of stoned I higher
Of this trainwreck of my life
Sometimes it makes me want to cry
Sometimes I'm havin a good time
So I laugh and get by
Yeah I laugh and get by
Stayin
skin is a weapon
It's gettin' depression they say I got a vicious complexion
If I tell the truth I'm scared to enter witness protection
My hidden
the rhyme no lazy
Lifted like I'm tryna lose kg's
Get stoned to the bone I'm crazy
Aye, they ticked off like I owe them, piss off you a modem
With
Webby]
Yo, it's Chris Webby
At this party and shit, motherfucker wants me to rap
I'm about to open an abortion clinic right next to your local church
Aunt Annie's
Then I fell in love with a flattened fanny
I'm getting out of here, before my penis gets hard
And I get thrown out by the security guards
call it "Fruit Punch"
I'm an old rapper getting new bucks
And all you new rappers, you just new lunch (new lunch)
Flow sick, so sick, need a doc, yes
fruit punch
I'm an old rapper getting new bucks
And all you new rappers
You're just new lunch
Live from the 504 live from the 504
Live from the 504 live
on some investment shit
Break it down
Blow it by the O
Like some Cheerios
I be in my zone
Getting stoned
Can’t pick up my phone
Leave yo girl around me then
a infrared on your head
I hit the right shot
You heard I’m not into beef that I’m vegan
And that I got a bad bitch in From England
You heard I’m Eric church
acknowledge
Pockets getting fat she in my wallet
I'm too fly I can't even stop it yeah
You know I'm tempted (I'm sorry)
She keep it coming (She Keep It Coming)
Preachers at the church knowing, we still get by
(From this point on it only gets rougher)
Teachers at the school knowing
(From this point on it only gets
infamous from getting stoned
For the rest of the days I take this dro to the dome
I'm the [Inaudible]
Know that your jumpin' all around if your bumping this
away this hurt
Day by day I’m getting worse
Father take away this hurt
I’m on my way to church
Tell me what’s wrong
Chorus
Whoa Na Na Na Na Na Na
Smoking this shit, man a nigga is stoned
I might shoot up when I'm stoned, yeah
Just in case, you ought to know, yeah
Just don't play with me when I'm
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