That Time We Went To Wal Mart In Memphis To Steal Some Shit Before We Met Up With TA To Shoot His Video

Catch me ridin' slidin' in East Memphis smoking on some budda mane
Call up TA Double Dolla for the fucking gasoline
Elvis Presley Blvd
We swanging on them hard
Hanging out the Chevy screaming mother fuck the law

Pull up and we park in the parking lot of Wal
Mart just so I can maybe snatch a shady grey T
Fuck a shopping cart
Put that bitch on

Walk back to the car
Heartbeat pacing
Never racing
Fuck a security guard
Yeah my paper so thin I ain't got no tree shading me

I got that 1080p
Only smoking OG
I be that junkie mother fucker with that dope up in me
The almighty 59
Beelzebub of my time
Cabin fever running high from snorting back to back lines

Sun shining brightly
Wait thats just the weed I'm lighting
TA asking if the blunt needs tightening
V8 spilling might be blood

I'm killing bugs
I'm swatting flies
All you gnats trying to fly into my eyes
Your size is compromised from trying to fly
Sick of this all of these Icarus wanna-bes



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Anthony Arceneaux Jr, Aristos Petrou
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