Fookboiwun - Neptune Lyrics

DMT had me in another paradox
Donald duck pair of socks
With my tommy flops
F*cken' on yo thot in the hotbox
Skating from the ops
Hit a rooftop
Crack a window wit a rock
Watching you drift apart
You such a work of art
Maybe i should carve
My name in your headboard
Dead to the f*cken' core
Sorry i was a bore
But you were a f*cken' whore
Comin' back for more
I'm out the f*cken' door
I'm runnin' from myself
I left a note on the top shelf
Go to hell
Packed a bowl for the soul
Then i'm off to my show
Performing at ten looking like a ten
Bag a couple tens
Tell em' make amends
Menage a trios & then
Wake up & do it again
Runnin' from depression
Did i forget to mention
I'm really f*cken' stressin'
High to ease the tension
Neptune chillin'
Ice chilly wrist &
Gold tooth vixen
Codeine mixin'
Save the f*cking children
We don't need another f*cken' prison
We don't need you reckless
No one you impressin'
Ya swag is not the Jetsons
My swag is on the Simpsons
Vintage vixens on my lap twistin'
Listen
Lifted levitated RX medicated faded then i'm jaded
Nothin' but my thoughts alone & left to rot
Simpgod