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Dag nabbit I'm stuck like I'm on a one on one in bad traffic Feel like I'm only good at rapping about my bad habits I took five days off, and got back at it Yeah, I'm back at it Look mama, I'm doing it Tryna swallow my pride without chewing it And that's a bad idea Don't do it, that's a bad idea It's like going swimming with some bad diarrhea Bitch, I ain't tryna build, no, this not IKEA This one night then you fly frontier And you might get a middle seat She don't need room, she got little feet In a sheet, she a hot girl, she a big o' freak If you got a problem,I promise you it'll be Way bigger than some Twitter beef, going into me See I've been on that Hennessy and lemonade Lower my milligrams to ten a day That's why I been away I get too high, too paranoid sometimes Thoughts in my mind run lines like suicide drills I ain't scared to die no more I don't smile no more What the fuck am I gonna do with my grills? Damn, I got too high, I got way too high, I'm way too high Damn, I got too high, I got way too high, I'm way too high And I'm just trying to get my energy back Look at my map where my enemies at I see them all, they red dots They dropped off like red box This audition, I'm giving them headshots But ain't shit free especially when you this nice Huh, this means my 16s is fist fight My lips lethal hooks and punchlines I flow like butterflies through sunshine in summertime If it's not dope, it must not be one of mine It can't be, get it, aww, fuck it That loud pack like Sam jacking that Bucky Back to back to back like shocking Tim Duncan I get too high, too paranoid sometimes Thoughts in my mind run lines like suicide drills I ain't scared to die no more I don't smile no more What the fuck am I gonna do with my grills? Damn, I got too high, I got way too high, I'm way too high Damn, I got too high, I got way too high, I'm way too high
Writer(s): Dustin James Corbett, Calvin Scruby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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