D I Z Z Y
Shawty mad
My drugs
Ain't get
Her high
Shawty mad
My drugs
Ain't get
Her high
Girl I wonder why I try to be your guy
Girl I wonder why I try to make you mine
Girl I wonder why I try to be your guy
Girl I wonder why I try to make you mine
Girl your soul so dry
When I look into your eyes
I can't really say shit
Cause I'm steady getting fried
Been up for five days
So I'm staying bug eyed
After hitting a lick
They stay sour like a lime
See a while ago
I accidentally died
When that happened
My girl became my bride
Swerving in my ride
Notice that my mouth is real dry
Uh yeah uh yeah uh yeah uh yeah
Liver filled up with toxins
Lately running outta options
Stealing bottles of Thompson's
Thompson's whiskey
Boutta blackout
Feeling oh so oh so dizzy
Ain't got time for feeling guilty
Living in sin city
I was trying to fuck this broad
But my dick got flimsy
Doesn't even matter
If i think she's fucking pretty
Drugs got me numb
And this isn't looking pretty
Tried to get in hold with God
But I never get an answer
Now I'm talking to some pastor
And ask him for some answers
In the bible can you tell me which chapter
When the Devil becomes our master
Uh yeah, In my head is pure disaster
Uh yeah, I'm a wizard I'm a spell caster
Uh yeah
I'm bout to smoke some ice after
My drugs
Ain't get
Her high
Shawty mad
My drugs
Ain't get
Her high
Girl I wonder why I try to be your guy
Girl I wonder why I try to make you mine
Girl I wonder why I try to be your guy
Girl I wonder why I try to make you mine
Girl your soul so dry
When I look into your eyes
I can't really say shit
Cause I'm steady getting fried
Been up for five days
So I'm staying bug eyed
After hitting a lick
They stay sour like a lime
See a while ago
I accidentally died
When that happened
My girl became my bride
Swerving in my ride
Notice that my mouth is real dry
Uh yeah uh yeah uh yeah uh yeah
Liver filled up with toxins
Lately running outta options
Stealing bottles of Thompson's
Thompson's whiskey
Boutta blackout
Feeling oh so oh so dizzy
Ain't got time for feeling guilty
Living in sin city
I was trying to fuck this broad
But my dick got flimsy
Doesn't even matter
If i think she's fucking pretty
Drugs got me numb
And this isn't looking pretty
Tried to get in hold with God
But I never get an answer
Now I'm talking to some pastor
And ask him for some answers
In the bible can you tell me which chapter
When the Devil becomes our master
Uh yeah, In my head is pure disaster
Uh yeah, I'm a wizard I'm a spell caster
Uh yeah
I'm bout to smoke some ice after
Credits
Writer(s): Morgan Conley
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- THE STONE THAT THE BUILDER REFUSED (CIRCA 2K20) - Single
- OCULI (feat. PROD. KHROAM) - Single
- BRING IT DOWN 2K20 (feat. GNSADSATAN) - Single
- Fantasy Termination 2K20 - EP
- Final Chapters 2K20 - EP
- Sample It September (feat. DV $3V B3V$T)
- home.grown (feat. Yung Fero) - Single
- In My Bag
- On a Mission - Single
- Love You Long Time
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