Thumbin'
Logan Bolt
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Well I was loving on a blunt Listening to Wayne When this mofucking bitch told me turn off what I'm playing Then we all was staring at him thinking this muhfucker lame He looked at me said "bro change that shit or else I'm boutta skate" And I said hold it up, What the f*ck Get this youngster out the function Going nuts, blowing guns Off a bitch who think he something Pouring up, For my blood Plus the ones that died too young And so we stuck, rolling bud I got green thumbs I'll keep thumbin green Weed, money, kinfolk that Is all I need Plus a one-way-flight to wherever the f*ck I'll run the scene F*ck a pilot, I'mma be the first, gimme back my keys Or I'm boutta flip my world, then start flipping pounds & keys F*ck the woop woop f*ck 'em, I ain't worried for no sirening Get some gats, and then I'd manage shit, I'd just do firing Hit a couple plugs, ask a hustler if he hiring Tell 'em Imma make 'em triple networth of the IRS If I don't get in, tell who's at the door to f*ck 'emselves I put that work in, I deserve to make it by myself Almost got 10,000 hours punched with hardly any help Drip while I do the shit, I'm swimming word to Michael Phelps I want a mil for every medal that that muhfucker got Plus a ring for my mama, and a boat for my pops Yes I mean, 28 baguettes and 28 different yachts Til I get little red convertibles, I swear I won't stop There's something in me I guess I was just born to prevail I'm up to date on my upgrades I'm forced out of failure Contemplate if you with me now cause I just won't take you To the top where I'm going But If not then I say hold it up, What the f*ck Get this youngster out the function Going nuts, blowing guns Off a bitch who think he something Pouring up, For my blood Plus the ones that died too young And so we stuck, rolling bud I got green thumbs I'll keep thumbin green Weed, money, kinfolk that Is all I need Plus a one-way-flight to wherever the f*ck I'll run the scene F*ck a pilot, I'mma be the first, gimme back my keys Or I'm boutta flip my world, then start flipping pounds & keys This some superhuman shit Catch me with that V in hand I'm done with all that stupidness I'll shine like Stanley Kubrick did Orange, in the clockwork, baby that's my pseudonym Level up the talent 1% a day not complicated I got where I'm at right now from in my mama's basement Hate it, love it y'all don't want that conversation Ain't lame shit arranging for my own lane switch Will they love me? Or will they love me not I won't know til I get money, and an end of rainbow pot I might call up Mr. Nasty, I could show em what I got Only person yet to pay me from this scene up on the rock Well I was loving on a blunt Listening to Wayne When this mofucking bitch told me turn off what I'm playing Then we all was staring at him thinking this muhfucker lame He looked at me said "bro change that shit or else I'm boutta skate" And I said hold it up, What the f*ck Get this youngster out the function Going nuts, blowing guns Off a bitch who think he something Pouring up, For my blood Plus the ones that died too young And so we stuck, rolling bud I got green thumbs I'll keep thumbin green
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