Interlude
Pour my drink
Coca Cola on my mink
Boy I stink, yeah
Sticky icky on my green
Low I sink, yeah
(Ugh, yeah...)
So low I sing, yeah
Puff, puff, pass
Pass me a tray I could blunt this ash, wait
Ashtray
Got it all backwards
Boys smoke bills, no backwoods
Pack good
Than I gotta smoke out
Hotbox, v-dub, windows down
Top notch green buds with a snow down
I just roll it and toke it until we blow out
Pour my drink
Coca Cola on my mink
Boy I stink, yeah
Sticky icky on my green
Low I sink, yeah
(Ugh, yeah...)
So low I sing, yeah
Growing up, I ain't take no hand outs
Put it work, show you how to be a man now
Stand out in the crowds
How that boy so loud
Deep down, he alone in his head now
Pan out so you see the smile
One road to a dream, boy it's been a while
I've seen the wild,
The other side's green for miles
But I could never stay long cos I feign the trials
I feed the fires
To get whatever we desire
My piece of pie, to purchase a peace of mind
Weeks I grind, in hopes they gon' peep the style
So the read the sign
DASH gonna be Devine
I'll redefine the means to be king of rhymes
The dream's alive
In fact, I done seen it thrive
Reach the heights
And reap what I seed tonight
Believe the might
Come on, we gon' feast tonight, Like
Pour my drink
Coca Cola on my mink
Boy I stink, yeah
Sticky icky on my green
Low I sink, yeah
(Ugh, yeah...)
So low I sing, yeah
Pour my drink
Coca Cola on my mink
Boy I stink, yeah
Sticky icky on my green
Low I sink, yeah
(Ugh, yeah...)
So low I sing, yeah
Coca Cola on my mink
Boy I stink, yeah
Sticky icky on my green
Low I sink, yeah
(Ugh, yeah...)
So low I sing, yeah
Puff, puff, pass
Pass me a tray I could blunt this ash, wait
Ashtray
Got it all backwards
Boys smoke bills, no backwoods
Pack good
Than I gotta smoke out
Hotbox, v-dub, windows down
Top notch green buds with a snow down
I just roll it and toke it until we blow out
Pour my drink
Coca Cola on my mink
Boy I stink, yeah
Sticky icky on my green
Low I sink, yeah
(Ugh, yeah...)
So low I sing, yeah
Growing up, I ain't take no hand outs
Put it work, show you how to be a man now
Stand out in the crowds
How that boy so loud
Deep down, he alone in his head now
Pan out so you see the smile
One road to a dream, boy it's been a while
I've seen the wild,
The other side's green for miles
But I could never stay long cos I feign the trials
I feed the fires
To get whatever we desire
My piece of pie, to purchase a peace of mind
Weeks I grind, in hopes they gon' peep the style
So the read the sign
DASH gonna be Devine
I'll redefine the means to be king of rhymes
The dream's alive
In fact, I done seen it thrive
Reach the heights
And reap what I seed tonight
Believe the might
Come on, we gon' feast tonight, Like
Pour my drink
Coca Cola on my mink
Boy I stink, yeah
Sticky icky on my green
Low I sink, yeah
(Ugh, yeah...)
So low I sing, yeah
Pour my drink
Coca Cola on my mink
Boy I stink, yeah
Sticky icky on my green
Low I sink, yeah
(Ugh, yeah...)
So low I sing, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Dashel Walsh
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