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Kopf und ein Beutel Gras

Scheine fliegen durch die Luft
Wir sind high Geld nur Papier
Mit dem Duft von Freiheit
Trippin sippin und drive-bys
Big Bad

a body

I be too damn high to even give a fuk
Do it by ma solo so a Cody won't give me up
Must've broke the cup the way the glass got cut
I know a girl

that's when the war start popping if ya hands ain't Poppin then you still gotta squabble all my niggas from the hub and the dub 2x

So sick of this life

to the Dub and the Maad Circle
For giving me the chance to let the rhyme just flow
So you can (So you can either sell dope or get your ass a job)
Jay Dee (I'd

an addict 
Stuck in traffic so I pack it spark it and let it go
Park it no narcin' bad bitch don't sweat it though
Waking up on the wrong side of my UFO 
Mans

when I trapped on the corner
Got pulled over by 12, exciting, striking, freighting games
All I thought was he wanted me dead cuz he's part that gang
That

some fun by runnin' up the digits
And I'm steady cookin like I work at Denny's
Look alive cause I'm here now wit it
Back to back dubs and I'm not

Come try your luck. Fuck with a fly guy
Me, K-Dee. Dubs up when I drive by
Slow down lil mama. This ain't about you
Do it for the North, East

froze on my wrist so I copped a Patek
Ain't no foolin me ima high intellect
When I get a mil it's the scat or the vette
Boof sippin the syrup, khid poppin

say you is than why you running shorty
I'm high asf I might be outta space I'm smoking Rick and morty
Four shooters upping the score, my shooters from

is power 
You see it as bleak 
The world could be ours
You too blind to see 
But diluted by cowards 
Continue to sleep 

Remain high for hours 
This

you go check the flash, a backwards Z just like this scheme
So anyways, I am over my X like in AGT
Caught a dub (W) and came on vaca, hoping for an easy

ain't had no funds
Now I lay back with a bad little something
And it all makes sense, so we all make something (ay)
Walk with a chip on my shoulder

Hey Dena

I see the sun coming out like dubs
West coast gets love man where have you been
Staying calm with these palms up high
Falling for for

from the ones that be all in the Ave.
no dubs, free admission ghetto celebs
valet the Expedition
boss be workin' then I smebbed
then this game headlined

take you off your grind so you beware
Cost me long nights and sacrifice just to be here
Process lookin' slow by any means we gotta get there
People

cock-a-roaches
So ferocious
Super focused
Fuck the bogus
I don't need that
Where the blunts
Where the yak
Where the weed at
Front door of the city where the keys

cock-a-roaches
So ferocious
Super focused
Fuck the bogus
I don't need that
Where the blunts
Where the yak
Where the weed at
Front door of the city where the keys

deceiving
I guess you really can't blame 'em for dreaming
'Cause it just seem like all these niggas sleeping
Wake up in the morning, get high by the evening

Jesus
Your boyfriend look like a little Leave It To Beaver
So I grab him by his hair and cut him up with the cleaver
Bitch

of capping
Neon buzz replaced by muffled 808s and kick drums dropping out of strip clubs
Where you likely to find Cadillacs on dubs, Pontiacs on hub caps

the twin, ain't no way they high as us
He got 12 up in his back he tried to run, ain't have no luck
And the way he went so tragic, I don't wanna bring it up

you from the jump so why you forcing
Him second to none you can't compare so just avoid it
I'm not referee but how I see it I'ma call it
Dope as fuck

the morning in the Ugly Mob Hotel

Red flags high
And spades go low
Hit 'em with the do-si-do
Flub the dub
You rain the napper
Dead men's teeth
I feel so dapper