I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates
The forest looking for those pearly gates.
And make you live in the rain
Then lost her faith again
With my name on em: that’s a damn shame
Disaster and pain. spit fire like it's rain
I could hold you down in a forest or a field
I did a little stint, shout out to the south east
Chance said he was praying for rain
Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain
The former, position of a pimp
Dip tho cause her pussy was a forest
Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars
Run through the forest, run away from the cars,
Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see
Stop makin' in rain with green, we need real rain in cali
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