Cancún
As soon as I ran through, I knew they ain't have a hope of making it out of the damn room
Stay higher than you ate two pounds of 'shrooms, shout Amsterdam, Guinea-Bissau and Cancún
I said as soon as I ran through, I knew they ain't have a hope of making it out of the damn room
Stay higher than you ate two pounds of 'shrooms, shout Amsterdam, Guinea-Bissau and Cancún
A nigga be dope as a fuck, it's incredible, flee to a T and my steez is untouchable
She knows my soul & so she goes down low
There is too much blood in my drug stream mama, cocaine, marijuana
Ecstasy, psilocybin and the mescaline, give me some alcohol, mix it in
Big spike to the insulin, big shout to tobacco and Rizla, now where is my Ventolin?
Let's go, bless though, roll with a couple elements of Esco plus a few aspects of Ernesto
It's about researching the answers, it's about considering who owns the masters
It's about holding oneself to a standard, it's about aggression and how you're gonna handle it
Nah, it's about getting fucked up and if you chat shit, I'm fucking you up
Get money, fuck it all up, fuck that ho', fuck that ho' then I'm busting my nut
As soon as I ran through, I knew they ain't have a hope of making it out of the damn room
Stay higher than you ate two pounds of 'shrooms, shout Amsterdam, Guinea-Bissau and Cancún
I said as soon as I ran through, I knew they ain't have a hope of making it out of the damn room
Stay higher than you ate two pounds of 'shrooms, shout Amsterdam, Guinea-Bissau an Cancún
She know my soul and so she goes down low, low, low
Low yo, YOLO, they like me more than photo's
She knows my soul and so she goes down low
I need love but I go and fuck a stank ho', wanna drive a Lambo, I don't wanna plan though
Hit the Volcano, vape life, we don't want none of your trees, that shit don't taste right
English as a blade fight, medium skin tone, still a nigga blacker than a late night
Gyallie throw the waistline and if we can't be in the building then you'd better wind your batty on the FaceTime
A nigga be dope as a fuck, it's incredible, flee to a T and my steez is untouchable
She knows my soul and so she goes down low
Stay higher than you ate two pounds of 'shrooms, shout Amsterdam, Guinea-Bissau and Cancún
I said as soon as I ran through, I knew they ain't have a hope of making it out of the damn room
Stay higher than you ate two pounds of 'shrooms, shout Amsterdam, Guinea-Bissau and Cancún
A nigga be dope as a fuck, it's incredible, flee to a T and my steez is untouchable
She knows my soul & so she goes down low
There is too much blood in my drug stream mama, cocaine, marijuana
Ecstasy, psilocybin and the mescaline, give me some alcohol, mix it in
Big spike to the insulin, big shout to tobacco and Rizla, now where is my Ventolin?
Let's go, bless though, roll with a couple elements of Esco plus a few aspects of Ernesto
It's about researching the answers, it's about considering who owns the masters
It's about holding oneself to a standard, it's about aggression and how you're gonna handle it
Nah, it's about getting fucked up and if you chat shit, I'm fucking you up
Get money, fuck it all up, fuck that ho', fuck that ho' then I'm busting my nut
As soon as I ran through, I knew they ain't have a hope of making it out of the damn room
Stay higher than you ate two pounds of 'shrooms, shout Amsterdam, Guinea-Bissau and Cancún
I said as soon as I ran through, I knew they ain't have a hope of making it out of the damn room
Stay higher than you ate two pounds of 'shrooms, shout Amsterdam, Guinea-Bissau an Cancún
She know my soul and so she goes down low, low, low
Low yo, YOLO, they like me more than photo's
She knows my soul and so she goes down low
I need love but I go and fuck a stank ho', wanna drive a Lambo, I don't wanna plan though
Hit the Volcano, vape life, we don't want none of your trees, that shit don't taste right
English as a blade fight, medium skin tone, still a nigga blacker than a late night
Gyallie throw the waistline and if we can't be in the building then you'd better wind your batty on the FaceTime
A nigga be dope as a fuck, it's incredible, flee to a T and my steez is untouchable
She knows my soul and so she goes down low
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Writer(s): Simmon Cleaves
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