I stay with my fire I ain’t really into trusting sh#t
Consequences dire send you high as you could ever get
I been getting tired of f#ckin up I’m going celibate
b#tch I’m gon acquire
Even if I gotta sell a bit
This blunt feel amazing, my lungs taking judo
12 in this sack, petty b#tch, I need two more
Said run it back, oh the stench? I know you know
Got no recollection, you-know-who, n#gg# who know
Coast Contra “Never Freestyle’ Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified
I stay with my fire I ain’t really into trusting sh#t
Consequences dire send you high as you could ever get
I been getting tired of f#ckin up I’m going celibate
b#tch I’m gon acquire
Even if I gotta sell a bit
Like OG and tec, I’m gеttin higher off this medicine
Blackout on this mix I’m gеtting higher than the reverend
I can’t move this pack, I love the sh#t too much to sell the sh#t
I could go to hell, I’m rolling up what’s smelling heaven sent
And I don’t trip on cap without a stem
Pour me up a 8, I smoke this blunt im getting phlegm
I don’t mean no pronouns, saying I don’t f#ck them
Leeching off them eaters, boy them b#tches selling hemp
Yeah, you pulled up with no bars, yeah I see you out of service
What you earning might just hit for that and buy me some new burners
Got some problems, got some solvers
Straighten sh#t out like I permed it
You OG to nothing, that sh#t you teaching I already learned it
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