Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon
Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon
Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon
But every time we book, we stay in our green room
Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back
But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.
When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back
But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.
Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june
Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,
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