Lyrics

(Lucid, am I dreaming?) I'm on the top floor, smokin' on dope Filmin' them two, now, bitch, I'm in the low Rockin' an all white, I feel like the Pope Pull up this bitch, I'm fillin' her throat Tell 'em, "Bitch, don't choke" 'Boutta relapse on the Percs, ya dig I'm in the place where you can't get in This is the bad game, fuck what they say Tell man I have flow like I go Super Saiyan Comin' designer all hundred, yah Keep 'em talking, use a, ah Other fuckin' so I'ma spin Multiple friends on my body, ya dig I don' get why you keep hatin', ya dig, ah Got me a bad bitch who look like a model I like put thе right and throttle, ah You and your folks could get slaughterеd, ah That bitch is so hot, her your daughter, ah She keep callin' me right in front of 'em She thinks she's funny, I don't laugh How you hatin', bro? Yeah, I'm one of 'em I'm on the top floor, smokin' on dope Filmin' them two, now, bitch, I'm in the low Rockin' an all white, I feel like the Pope Fuckin' this bitch, I'm fillin' her throat Tell 'em, "Bitch, don't choke" 'Boutta relapse on the Percs, ya dig I'm in the spot where you can't get in Oh yeah, yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah Yeah, yeah Let's go
Writer(s): Miras Narken, David Shkutsko, Arya Atooni Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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