Touch the Sky
She say I be spendin' all of my time getting high
I say baby set me straight cause I don't like em shy (NAH)
Green is my true love that's the shit that gets me by
So ima stack it up and smoke until I touch the sky
HOL' UP
Always hitting full throttle
Once I open that bottle YUH
Roll one up while I'm sloppy drunk spill drink all over a model [FUCK]
Chase highs while I chase thighs
These hoes too distractin'
I use both heads at the same time like (HAHAHAH)
If I Neva rap a bar again
I'll get it in like Jefferson
3rd or 4th down I'll reel it in
I'll dump a main chick to be with her friend
I'm Cold like Minnesota
Two twin bitches fiendin' for my riches
Take em down to Florda (Florida-Florida...)
She say I be spendin' all of my time getting high
I say baby set me straight cause I don't like em shy (NAH)
Green is my true love that's the shit that gets me by
So ima stack it up and smoke until I touch the sky (Straight up)
Bass boom till my speaker pop
I work like a machine
Go to war I don't bleed a drop
Y'all boys hemorrhaging
Hoes different colors like dippin' dots
Puss got you whipped but no cream
Enjoy that lil' 15 of spot
My money long Kareem (SWISH)
Dawgs got me like Athens (BARK)
Broads here with them asses (Shit)
Middle fingers up to the sky we don't take no shit for granted
Shit I smoke is rancid
Light up and I Take-off
Need dark shades like Ray Charles
I chase paper like Madoff
Send me the beat and I turn to a cannibal
Look in my eyes can't you see I'm an animal?
Grind up these rappers turn em into some danimals
Drinking em down like some yogurt
You know that it's gon' hurt
When I'm coming over
Know I'm not sober
I hop on the track and its already over
She grab on my stick like its gogurt
I Pass to my homie he got Em a blower
I Chill and hit pause and I pass the controller
He told me I hit it I don't even know her
Bro I swear I don't even know her
Sunflowers all on my shoes, yeah
All My knuckles stay bruised, yeah
I'm enthused and amused, yeah
When these fools choose to lose, yeah
I'm Swinging my cane
It's reds over blues
And Shout to my dogs
I Rock with the ques
Do what I want goin' Stupid
I know what I want I sure ain't confused
I say baby set me straight cause I don't like em shy (NAH)
Green is my true love that's the shit that gets me by
So ima stack it up and smoke until I touch the sky
HOL' UP
Always hitting full throttle
Once I open that bottle YUH
Roll one up while I'm sloppy drunk spill drink all over a model [FUCK]
Chase highs while I chase thighs
These hoes too distractin'
I use both heads at the same time like (HAHAHAH)
If I Neva rap a bar again
I'll get it in like Jefferson
3rd or 4th down I'll reel it in
I'll dump a main chick to be with her friend
I'm Cold like Minnesota
Two twin bitches fiendin' for my riches
Take em down to Florda (Florida-Florida...)
She say I be spendin' all of my time getting high
I say baby set me straight cause I don't like em shy (NAH)
Green is my true love that's the shit that gets me by
So ima stack it up and smoke until I touch the sky (Straight up)
Bass boom till my speaker pop
I work like a machine
Go to war I don't bleed a drop
Y'all boys hemorrhaging
Hoes different colors like dippin' dots
Puss got you whipped but no cream
Enjoy that lil' 15 of spot
My money long Kareem (SWISH)
Dawgs got me like Athens (BARK)
Broads here with them asses (Shit)
Middle fingers up to the sky we don't take no shit for granted
Shit I smoke is rancid
Light up and I Take-off
Need dark shades like Ray Charles
I chase paper like Madoff
Send me the beat and I turn to a cannibal
Look in my eyes can't you see I'm an animal?
Grind up these rappers turn em into some danimals
Drinking em down like some yogurt
You know that it's gon' hurt
When I'm coming over
Know I'm not sober
I hop on the track and its already over
She grab on my stick like its gogurt
I Pass to my homie he got Em a blower
I Chill and hit pause and I pass the controller
He told me I hit it I don't even know her
Bro I swear I don't even know her
Sunflowers all on my shoes, yeah
All My knuckles stay bruised, yeah
I'm enthused and amused, yeah
When these fools choose to lose, yeah
I'm Swinging my cane
It's reds over blues
And Shout to my dogs
I Rock with the ques
Do what I want goin' Stupid
I know what I want I sure ain't confused
Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Joya
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