Its cold as shit in this booth
Big ol bitch cant take the bad news
Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards
U cant feel my pain but hear about it in my words
Cant touch me, homie yousa bitch
I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich
I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge
Basis... like yal cant remember what happened in the past bitch,
We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake
Cant even complain cuz you not bitch made
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
Its just gunna happen u cant take no pill
That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long
Clear the bong, this my song try this while your high cant do no wrong.
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