Curtis Martin

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Real junkie You just getting high for the aesthetic Crossing lines I went on the road for psychedelics Shawdy thought she had one But I had to dead it Caught her DM'ing my dawg But I never said it (Uh) Trippy fam We link up on reddit To see who getting high the most It's become a habit And a good one if ask me But I wouldn't Knew that I was built for this Back when I was a youngin' 500 Micrograms Think I caught a glimpse of heaven Shoutout shady We was peaking in 7-11 Been having hoes Since 7 in heaven I'm just expressin' What I'm feeling You come second I gotta put me first I'm casket clean Without the hearse You do me bad I do you worse I'll Haunt you Like a fucking curse I'm basking in The ambience I fell asleep off ambien Voice get kinda raspy when Im off the drugs Im channeling A different me A different speed But promise ain't no switch in me No bitch in me Yo bitch can see Like clear as day 20/20 I give her that dick She running To go tell her friends About it She geekin Gon tweet about it Can feel when she thinkin' bout it Sure enough she can't go without it She running back Curtis martin Like Sure enough she can't go without it She running back Curtis martin Like Sure enough she can't go without it She running back Curtis martin Like She runnin like curtis martin I gave her the pack she fronted Not paki but something funny Like eri she on the go Round there from round the world Your bitch she stay on go I been around the way Not surfing but catching waves Like trappas still catching plays Stay far away cast away Shot movies in modern day But fucking your bitch today Not fuckin' that hoe tomorrow She riding off on my jays I can't feel the same She running like Curtis Martin I'm high off the dugs She running like Curtis Martin She running back Curtis Martin I gave her that dick for something I'm on my own path and shit But riding around with sticks I can't even feel my dick Cause niggas been riding it Finger roll the lay Into finger rolling your bitch I keep me a dirty stick And smoke on a purple spliff I fuck on your bitch today And fuck on your bitch tomorrow Can't even feel my balls Cause niggas know I'ma ball I been on a long, long road Every season I been on a long long road Every season I can't really do this shit Cause this shit don't got meaning I can't really do this shit Cause this shit don't got meaning I been on a long, long road Every season I been on a long long road Every season I can't really do this shit Cause this shit don't got meaning I can't really do this shit Cause this shit don't got meaning

Written by: Darius Wintz, Michael HounshellLyrics © O/B/O DistroKidLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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