Offaf
SORV
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Here to talk my shit, got bad habits You know the gums stay flappin' Never sip on tea, that shits nasty (If you want it then try me) Just might say bye to sobriety I ain't gotta lie I've been tryin' Then I took a sip at the winery Ever since then I've been a little curious to find What the f*ck kind of drunk I've got inside of me Stompin' through the city in my classic Chucks Lookin' Feelin' like a million bucks Muggin' every mother fucker lookin' (What's what?) I treat myself by no givin' a f*ck Mama had the wishes with the Kleenex tissue Back when me and O.D. had them action figures In the back of the school bus with MP3s See us eatin' free lunch in the year book picture Been had a pen in a hand With the flick of the wrist I've been cooking with the 'Sota (Whippin' on a bitch) I've been reppin' that purp' with the gold in the trim I've been huntin' with the wolves (Rookie of the year) Somebody had a broke in window with a note on a brick it said "bitch" "Next time I see you sleeping' on a nigga Imma Craig this brick to the head" (Deebo) Yeah I tried to quit the reefer but it fit inside my body like I'm playing operation You lookin' for production well I got you Heres my shit and we can talk abut a payment I play inside her walls, that shit my house We got a puddle soakin' wet like it was rainin' The world is overpopulated Come on little plague, we need your ass to start decaying Yeah Gold is always in the ashtray but But Gold is always in the ashtray but But Gold is always in the ashtray but But Gold is always in the ashtray Wake up, time to go to sleep (Time to go to sleep) This ain't Clouds Insomnia Behead a couple fuckin' sheep (F*ck ISIS) What's harder than this get Listenin' to CDs, why the daggone disk skip Knee rip, an ACL turn bloody to a crip LED watch go tick, tick Match flick Make a brighter mischief Missed it Mixing kerosene and acid Fantastic Haphazard Recognize magic Carnival bombs blasting Off automatic Happenings, habits, off tragic Who's askin' Dumped the plastic flask on ashes Telepathic Thought the thoughts were tame Too erratic Building up a roof, put a hold on the tomb when they ask "what you doing" Leave punch lines alone, I punch line to the dome, Punch straight to the throat Any bloke trying to take the front door from the spokes Now you know what you know End up missing like a goat Miscarriage with the rope
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Written by: Jeremy Mulrooney, Marcus Omeish, Marcus Omiesh, Tim Rios
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