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Eyes red Windows up Speakers blaring Rolling up Four heads deep My Chevy truck Sun glaring Take a puff Eyes red Windows up Speakers blaring Pass the blunt Four heads deep My Chevy truck Sun glaring Take a puff Clouds thick, damp, and low Looking back I can't see bro Every breath producing smoke Lungs cold, subzero Mortal Kombat to and fro Zen off, balance broke, Kept in boxes Something glows Just got off my nine to five Might risk it all, do five to nine If cops roll us, five denying Sniff a spliff Split a nip Slip the ledge Rip reds Heads dead Shed weight in a stiff state Grateful know I'm dead weight All my work in tin bins Revamp with clean slate Setup late almost took bait Drive way to the east bay Get paid with pussy Tryna paint her face Takeoff, see two ghosts Future me tryna capture Casper But can't see past present me Eyes red Windows up Speakers blaring Rolling up Four heads deep My Chevy truck Sun glaring Take a puff Eyes red Windows up Speakers blaring Pass the blunt Four heads deep My Chevy truck Sun glaring Take a puff Clouds thick, damp, and low Looking back I can't see bro Every breath producing smoke Lungs cold, subzero Mortal Kombat to and fro Zen off, balance broke, Kept in boxes Something glows
Writer(s): Nicholas Stilkey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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