I smoke a wood and disappear tv
Ray bands on my eyes I see in 3D
Heart so cold you wouldn't want to be me
I'll make a f*ck boy dance like nysnc
If you ain't smoking cookie I don't want to link
I ain't wid the shit nigga what you think
Pack will be gone fast if you blink
I like light skins that a lil mean
I just want the Mula I just want the green
I'm make a lot of money off these cart fiends
Wet that nigga up like a canteen
I'm real high ain't no landing
Serving dope like Morphine
Tennis chain on me ping ping
I need more perc I'm just coping
Mix it with the purp I'm real coasting
I smoke a wood and disappear tv
Ray bands on my eyes I see in 3D
Heart so cold you wouldn't want to be me
I'll make a f*ck boy dance like nysnc
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I smoke a wood and disappear tv
Ray bands on my eyes I see in 3D
Heart so cold you wouldn't want to be me
I'll make a f*ck boy dance like nysnc
If you ain't smoking cookie I don't want to link
I ain't wid the shit nigga what you think
Pack will be gone fast if you blink
I like light skins that a lil mean
I just want the Mula I just want the green
I'm make a lot of money off these cart fiends
Wet that nigga up like a canteen
I'm real high ain't no landing
Serving dope like Morphine
Tennis chain on me ping ping
I need more perc I'm just coping
Mix it with the purp I'm real coasting
I smoke a wood and disappear tv
Ray bands on my eyes I see in 3D
Heart so cold you wouldn't want to be me
I'll make a f*ck boy dance like nysnc
Ray bands on my eyes I see in 3D
Heart so cold you wouldn't want to be me
I'll make a f*ck boy dance like nysnc
If you ain't smoking cookie I don't want to link
I ain't wid the shit nigga what you think
Pack will be gone fast if you blink
I like light skins that a lil mean
I just want the Mula I just want the green
I'm make a lot of money off these cart fiends
Wet that nigga up like a canteen
I'm real high ain't no landing
Serving dope like Morphine
Tennis chain on me ping ping
I need more perc I'm just coping
Mix it with the purp I'm real coasting
I smoke a wood and disappear tv
Ray bands on my eyes I see in 3D
Heart so cold you wouldn't want to be me
I'll make a f*ck boy dance like nysnc
Writer: Marquess Moss
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