Tweaking' out on shrooms, get my mind right When I close my eyes, I can see the light
She got a pretty face, but got plenty lies Swear to God, I've been through this shit many times
So I can't f*ck with thots, yeah, they just want my guap, yeah
Remember I was broke, I never got a call, yeah
Now these bitches want a call now
My cup full of red, I ain't like the rest Pockets gettin' chubby, yeah, they eatin' too much bread
Know I got it on me, it's gon' fill your brain with lead
I can't f*ck with him, he might go and tell the feds, yeah
I'm the master chief, you want smoke give you a halo
All these niggas fake, be pretend like a fable
I really do it all, f*ck a genre, f*ck a label
I'm up in the sky, getting high pouring Faygo
Tweaking out on shrooms, get my mind right When I close my eyes, I can see the light
She got a pretty face, but got plenty lies Swear to God, I've been through this shit many times
So I can't f*ck with thots, yeah, they just want my guap, yeah
Remember I was broke, I never got a call, yeah
Now these bitches want a call now
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Tweaking' out on shrooms, get my mind right When I close my eyes, I can see the light
She got a pretty face, but got plenty lies Swear to God, I've been through this shit many times
So I can't f*ck with thots, yeah, they just want my guap, yeah
Remember I was broke, I never got a call, yeah
Now these bitches want a call now
My cup full of red, I ain't like the rest Pockets gettin' chubby, yeah, they eatin' too much bread
Know I got it on me, it's gon' fill your brain with lead
I can't f*ck with him, he might go and tell the feds, yeah
I'm the master chief, you want smoke give you a halo
All these niggas fake, be pretend like a fable
I really do it all, f*ck a genre, f*ck a label
I'm up in the sky, getting high pouring Faygo
Tweaking out on shrooms, get my mind right When I close my eyes, I can see the light
She got a pretty face, but got plenty lies Swear to God, I've been through this shit many times
So I can't f*ck with thots, yeah, they just want my guap, yeah
Remember I was broke, I never got a call, yeah
Now these bitches want a call now
She got a pretty face, but got plenty lies Swear to God, I've been through this shit many times
So I can't f*ck with thots, yeah, they just want my guap, yeah
Remember I was broke, I never got a call, yeah
Now these bitches want a call now
My cup full of red, I ain't like the rest Pockets gettin' chubby, yeah, they eatin' too much bread
Know I got it on me, it's gon' fill your brain with lead
I can't f*ck with him, he might go and tell the feds, yeah
I'm the master chief, you want smoke give you a halo
All these niggas fake, be pretend like a fable
I really do it all, f*ck a genre, f*ck a label
I'm up in the sky, getting high pouring Faygo
Tweaking out on shrooms, get my mind right When I close my eyes, I can see the light
She got a pretty face, but got plenty lies Swear to God, I've been through this shit many times
So I can't f*ck with thots, yeah, they just want my guap, yeah
Remember I was broke, I never got a call, yeah
Now these bitches want a call now
Writer: KASH BRNY
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