D-Diego
B-B-Bankroll Got it
Hotbox the four-door, get high a lil’ more
I been seein’ red, but my heart matte black, the color
It’s one thing, another
No love in my heart, but I’ve been tryin’ hard to love her
I know I ain’t sh#t, that’s why I’m hotboxing the four-door
Chokin’ on the smoke
Inhale all my problems, I exhale my feelings, blow
I’m tryna get so gone
You would think I laced the smoke, can’t feel my body no more
Every time I pull up I smell like kush on my cologne
Say you want some smoke, we pop his collar like a Polo
Lookin’ for some clout, we made a t-shirt, his new promo
Use to play with .22’s, we doubled up to .44’s
Can’t get sh#t on Christmas, still won’t beef about no ho-ho’s
Turned up of them druggies, don’t turn me down, I feel too good
Bro did half a dub but, I smoke that sh#t down in two woods
I been livin’ life, you would do the same thing if you could
sh#t might get bad, but I can’t complain, because them blues good
Ain’t answerin’ no calls, I’m ignorin’ ’em all
Spend enough time on the bleachers, now I’m tryna go ball
Hit my smoke and take the biggest n#gg# down, we smokin’ on strong
Take one hit, I bet you feel that high for long
Hotbox the four-door, get high a lil’ more
I been seein’ red, but my heart matte black, the color
It’s one thing, another
No love in my heart, but I’ve been tryin’ hard to love her
I know I ain’t sh#t, that’s why I’m hotboxing the four-door
Chokin’ on the smoke
Inhale all my problems, I exhale my feelings, blow
I’m tryna get so gone
You would think I laced the smoke, can’t feel my body no more
Every time I pull up I smell like kush on my cologne
I’m going through a phase, one where I’m not okay
Been blowin’ dope for days, to try to keep me sane
Been cryin’ out for help, they not gonna hear me ’til I rage
Can I unleash the beast that’s been depressed inside the cage
Backwood after Backwood, I just smoke ’em to the face
Put money over hoes, ’cause I know down, b#tches gon’ change
Don’t tell me that you love me, I know feelings always fake
Right now I’m fighting through the rain, one day we gon’ be great
Hotbox the four-door, get high a lil’ more
I been seein’ red, but my heart matte black, the color
It’s one thing, another
No love in my heart, but I’ve been tryin’ hard to love her
I know I ain’t sh#t, that’s why I’m hotboxing the four-door
Chokin’ on the smoke
Inhale all my problems, I exhale my feelings, blow
I’m tryna get so gone
You would think I laced the smoke, can’t feel my body no more
Every time I pull up I smell like kush on my cologne
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