Lyrics

God, my God they're after us Pour that cup and lift it up Soldiers with the sticks inside the cut Can't take my soul Set in stone we gotta win I've been getting dome by sets of twins One of them is thick the other thin I'm about to explode I wake up at night now, but doesn't mean I'm sleep at dawn I'm still smoking white owls You know that I'm way too - I'm ready to go, I just poured a four - yeah! I'm right at your door, because I want the smoke Line them up in a row and I'm wiping their nose I took the coupe and chopped the roof off I slide through with the red coat like Rudolph Fuck around and lift the doors up Fuck around and lift the doors up God, my God they're after us Pour that cup and lift it up Soldiers with the sticks inside the cut Can't take my soul Set in stone we gotta win I've been getting dome by sets of twins One of them is thick the other thin I'm about to explode Leave me for dust and I won't forget it New coupe suit fitted, tell a stupid bitch get with it Boy you know I'm about to get ignorant Boy you know I'm about to get wild Better sit back my child Keep it spicy never mild About to beat it up and put some miles on it Leave it soaking wet throw a towel on it Boy I'm big shit throw some bowels on it Always down to go another round with it Bounce that ass and give a little sound to it It's what your mama gave you gotta move with it It's what your mama gave you gotta groove with it God, my God they're after us Pour that cup and lift it up Soldiers with the sticks inside the cut Can't take my soul Set in stone we gotta win I've been getting dome by sets of twins One of them is thick the other thin I'm about to explode
Writer(s): Cody Johnston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out