n#gg#s tryna get high as me it’s no contest
Play for the sixers how i trust the process
Imma push up like i’m working on triceps
And i smoke all day ash all on my sweats
Hop out and serve a zip in my human races
Only like purple drank you can say i’m racist
p#ss# be dripping that b#tch a damn crustacean
Roll up a jay then takeoff like a vacation uh
I’m on the lean, shrooms, weed, and acid i might some help (haha)
Nah for real i need some help
Like i’m hungry when everyone’s sleep i got stealth
Married to money and za is my best man
Get my hands dirty i don’t need a hit-man
Up in the sky? it’s the superbootman!
And i get high so that i can dodge satan
Lang got the drac with a clip and it got a beam
Off-white and fendi and i just got some new supreme
Wockhardt runtz and a tab that’s a drug team
All 3 of them b#tches bang like mike breen (bang!)
I get my money n#gg# then i leave the scene
Imma spin off like it’s planet sheen
Double cup full of nothing but the lean
I can feel the shrooms kicking in n#gg# oowee!
When it comes to the zotti i don’t have any limits
So i’m feeling like kang with the tech i’m a menace
Sobriety doesn’t live here and it don’t visit
Got them percs on me and they came from the dentist
What’s that on my hip? baby that’s a mac-11
Got the world in my hands i’m feeling like the presence
Hit the plug for the re-up now i’m energetic
You don’t smoke top tier za you too pathetic
And i just lit up jay number 7
So when i look down i think i can see heaven
I like drugs more than people that is my confession
I demand to be high i have an obsession
Only want the pint if it’s sealed like gojo
My cup is so dirty it’s language from lobo
My favorite thing to do is mix it with faygo
All i do is smoke loud and you smoking on gracenotes
Blue hunnids b#tch my money mystique
Got the bag for real no atv
My girl said my unreleased krank oc
She want me to put that sh#t on like ab!
Bad b#tch with me she know i’m a winner
Cuz i get to a sack shaquille leonard
If you got mid on planet boot you can’t enter
My weed is unmatched like your best player’s injured
n#gg#s tryna get high as me it’s no contest
Play for the sixers how i trust the process
Imma push up like i’m working on triceps
And i smoke all day ash all on my sweats
Hop out and serve a zip in my human races
Only like purple drank you can say i’m racist
p#ss# be dripping that b#tch a damn crustacean
Roll up a jay then takeoff like a vacation uh
I’m on the lean, shrooms, weed, and acid i might some help (haha)
Nah for real i need some help
Like i’m hungry when everyone’s sleep i got stealth
Married to money and za is my best man
Get my hands dirty i don’t need a hit-man
Up in the sky? it’s the superbootman!
And i get high so that i can dodge satan
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