gray.

One eight one
Baby, I might just crash
Sorry what you heard
Heard a nigga down bad (goddamn)
Room feel real real sad, wet hit the curb (like a bad filled mag)
Damn, I just need a kick and a snare
I just need a kick and a snare
I just need a kick and a snare
I just need a kick and a snare
Lowkey fuckin' with me
Crazy how I went from wasting these beans
To making more hits than my momma to
B-E-L-T, nose of a dog that smell G
Like the motherfucking key
Sick of seeing luck, sick of niggas wanting feast
Sick of niggas' lessons niggas always tryna teach
We all die broke and this shit to live free
I put cressonade on everything



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Writer(s): Michael Myrthil
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