Lyrics:
we're high
'Cause I'm Holdin'
Rolled it up then I smoked it
Put my soul into motion
Just to get away
Ya I'm Holdin'
Couple tabs and I'm golden
Swim in
of lead
Two can keep a secret if one is dead
Get get get, get high
Get get get, get high
Well, I've got a jukebox stuck in my head
Cracking
made it
Knew you had a man
But you told me it's complicated
Running marathons in my mind
I think of you
I fucking hate it
Makes me wish that me
screw and common knew
We had b****es by the dozens "huh" we f***in' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A n**** just got paid
auntie's house this Friday and knock every sap.
By Monday we been in south there in whole half ounce. I'm a flip that get a hole out. Take the hole out flip
how you felt
It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat
It never said your name, but I knew who they meant
I was so surprised
drink Act', baby, you can keep the bubbly
(Bubbly)
Rock Moschino, I'ma make you nut in it (yeah)
I got rich nigga hoes on my bucket list
(On God)
I got
screw and common knew
We had bitches by the dozens "huh" we fuckin' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A nigga just got paid
take a dash for my cash it's your ass that I'm blasting
You're bad luck, you're so, stuck
Stuck, deep down in that hole again
Stuck, got your brain
Black card
Black card, black card, drive it for me like a NASCAR
Dumb ops, drop top, pull up on you let it pop out
Got all these zeroes in my
two more shots
Then Ill pay my tab
Now this the topic... ain't it?
Went from mamma condo Elmhurst to uptown location
Me and J Walk before all this
tell me all about it
At the next ball show
I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thoughts
And I ain't got the power anymore
Don't believe in yourself
Don't
We the realest yeah
I invented that
I got rich not over night walk in the bar and spend a tab
Yeah
Pick a outfit out my closet
Sharp as fifty nails
finger up
While I'm over here shoving my dick in a hole in the mud
My bitch know I'm perfectly fit for murder
Because I murdered her, so you can call me
the beer's on me
Yeah, the beer's on me
Oh, oh
Oh (drink it down)
I like my drinks like my roof, on the house
We turnin' up, got double cups, the sun's
got it locked in your area
Ain't tryin' to hear yuh we like rebel niggas
Powdered up wildin' in the streets of Liberia
No matter the crime, I'm
Two tears in the bucket I cry with you
But I could never lie with you
I could never afford not to afford
I could never put my plans
To the side with
wanted a piece of the pie for me and my family so I made it
Continue to sell dope, it's payin' the bills so you gon' do it
But legislation got this new
the fucking bag
Chronic by the fucking bag
Bodies by the fucking bag burn it all
I be popping some Mercedes Xans
Carry my bitches in body bags
$uicideboy with
the meaning of, ah-
Hey hit the highway!
Well I've been walking the streets in the evenin'
Racin' through the human jungle at night
I'm so confused, my
LUCKY BUCKET
Well I’m out on the road but I fall down a hole
And I get myself up but I got no where to go
Hey I, I’m one step away from the stone
in the floor of Heaven
Where grace and love fall through
Aint' no holes here in my memory
When it comes to you
Cause there's a hole here in my life now
it's ruthless, air you out from the Ubers
Tutored by coke movers, put holes through ya'
You wouldn't get that from me yo, you'd overlook me
Looking
fair
How it consumes me
Like I pop ginger tabs
Oh, it consumes me
I've got a bone to pick
With the man in heaven
Who cursed me with this body
That
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