Lyrics:
Your piss is like a river
Its scent is beer and gin
Your hell is in the summer
And you blossom in the spring
September is your purgatory
Christmas
before it's lit
He is I and I am him
Some bitches a lot of weed and gin
Tattoos cover half my skin
Hoes scream Taylor Gang out they roof
Plus they love
approaching
Taylor gang we getting bucks 200 for 'em
Rolling weed and drinking gin and getting
All this fucking paper when I
Call it doing favors
’cause I’m
and dangerous
Ain't too many can bang with us
Straight up weed no angel
Dust, label us notorious. Thug ass niggas that love to bust, its strange to us
Y'all
the gin 'til I gotta go pee
She wanna suck me but I cost a fee
Just wanna cuddle and rub on her feet
I'm smoking weed until I feel complete
I got the beat,
odpierdolił to by miał od życia lekcję
Nie widzieli nic gdyby nie wiedzieli nic
Nie ma tego w nas ej nie ma tego w nich
Zabijamy bliźnich Jim Bean Gin i Cin Cin
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
little own world
I'm in my little own world
I'm in my little own world
Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Eat by myself
All by myself
Dance by myself
Live by
once was turn to so dime
I plead with all your mistake, one by one you pull the weed off my brain
I have no strength to regain no time for you to explain
with this rap shit
Damn this some nice weather
Smoking on weed and we taking off this some good flight weather
Addicts is chilling on High St
Hope they
gin, I got juice comme en 94
Ah pis j'donne aucun fuck, gêne-toi pas pour farmer ta djole
I got weed, I got drugs, yeah, j'ai ci pis j'ai ça
J'ai des
your friends (man, this life we live)
I been affected by both friends and kin, but fuck it
I guess we all sin (man, this life we in)
So roll that weed
Climbing on a car
They were singing something
Maybe they were singing:
"Become the weeds, we will become
Become the sea, we will become"
Your fake
Before we make love, let's have a good conversation
Pardon me love but you seem like my type
What you doin' tonight? You should stop by the site
We
bounce
[Bad Azz]
I like my Hennesey with Coke, I like my weed chronic smoke
I like my, Gin straight, my Benjamin's big faced
My women get big face,
blossom if you keep growing gardens out of weeds
I'm tired of giving, giving, living like a lady in distress
But I don't need someone to save me
Not
off our iPhones
Gon' light that weed up, nobody home and plus were grown, young nigga
With gin in this red cup, turning up cause' we don't give a fuck
money but
You stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never frontеd and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Bеat up by fucking crew
A real
money but
You stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never frontеd and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Bеat up by fucking crew
A real
but the killa gotta away
Before 4.30 in the morning I'm gone in the 6-Tre
Wit the windows up, must have had gin in the cup
'cause I'm swervin in
She come at 10 o'clock, but shit, by 09, she undressin
I'm thinkin' bout your party, do they need to witness this
Cause when we get to smokin' shit, I'm
you want so I could get what I need
We could get hella freaky while we smoke some weed
We don't need champagne, fuck the gin and juice
These nigga's
sonic, probably sippin' gin and tonic
You lil' boys is hooked on phonics, Gucci hooked on chronic sonny
Kush is my cologne, gone on that stupid strong
you want so I could get what I need
We could get hella freaky while we smoke some weed
We don't need champagne, fuck the gin and juice
These nigga's
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