Out in Four
We been cruising on the city streets
Forgetting everyone I meet
I don't compete
I take your BITCH
I tell her where to meet me
Fucking THC in my lungs
Got me feeling dizzy
Say you busy
I know that you kicking it
Step to the side
I'm getting lit
The j is lit, I gotta sit
I gotta drink more water
Staring at a corner
Make a move I need
My shit legit
I gotta make it outta here
Before I get my dollars licked
Looking at a bottomless pit
Who you fucking with
Bitch you done guessed it
Wouldn't keep you from the trying
Is you dying or surviving
Got the number for suppliers
Filled the ashtrays with some
Ash cuz I think that's what it's for
Had to smoke one for the greatest
This the latest, breathing out in four
Save me for the paradise
I'm tired of hearing all these lies
You gotta pay the price twice
If you wanna sleep at night
The mice evolved and gave
Advise
I woke up late and analysed
Why are they all praising
People that really derserve to die
Suck it up and leave your zone
Don't be scared we don't throw stones
Shit for real no silicone
You gotta roll, fuck using cones
Don't change your tone
Kill for the throne
The worst thing is
You'll be alone
Mayhem everywhere I go
The budget tight your cover blown
Sickomode, I see ghosts
Maybe I just fake my death
All this fake talk in my ear
It's now clear I'm going deaf
Took my shoes off
Getting comfy
Get a drink
I'm not a guest
Rolled up a gorilla finger
Both feet up
I'm feeling blessed
Forgetting everyone I meet
I don't compete
I take your BITCH
I tell her where to meet me
Fucking THC in my lungs
Got me feeling dizzy
Say you busy
I know that you kicking it
Step to the side
I'm getting lit
The j is lit, I gotta sit
I gotta drink more water
Staring at a corner
Make a move I need
My shit legit
I gotta make it outta here
Before I get my dollars licked
Looking at a bottomless pit
Who you fucking with
Bitch you done guessed it
Wouldn't keep you from the trying
Is you dying or surviving
Got the number for suppliers
Filled the ashtrays with some
Ash cuz I think that's what it's for
Had to smoke one for the greatest
This the latest, breathing out in four
Save me for the paradise
I'm tired of hearing all these lies
You gotta pay the price twice
If you wanna sleep at night
The mice evolved and gave
Advise
I woke up late and analysed
Why are they all praising
People that really derserve to die
Suck it up and leave your zone
Don't be scared we don't throw stones
Shit for real no silicone
You gotta roll, fuck using cones
Don't change your tone
Kill for the throne
The worst thing is
You'll be alone
Mayhem everywhere I go
The budget tight your cover blown
Sickomode, I see ghosts
Maybe I just fake my death
All this fake talk in my ear
It's now clear I'm going deaf
Took my shoes off
Getting comfy
Get a drink
I'm not a guest
Rolled up a gorilla finger
Both feet up
I'm feeling blessed
Credits
Writer(s): Danila Lazebnik
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