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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