Savant
Where my mind
I think I lost it in time
Huhh
Where the dimes
Want my pockets to shine
(bling)
So sublime need to make me a shrine
I want a problem noted drama sittin back on a line
I got em by the bottom
Bitch im drinking bottles of wine
I wanna see that pussy blossom into solomons eye
Saw prada on the body when i thought i just died
Taking shrooms as a hobby in the dead of the night
Gimme key
Gimme key
Let me open your thighs
Follow me
Follow me
Into depths of the night
So squeaky clean when I hit it it shines
In my sheets you seem to be the best tonight
She so nastyy
Its all right
Nut faster than light
Sucked my soul
Shit i ran for my life
Go cold or get ran for your ice
I want phantoms and dice
Ring the bell for the lies
I had a hell of a time
Where my mind i think i lost it in time
Huh
Where the dimes
I want my pockets to shine
(bling)
So sublime
Need to make me a shrine
I got a problem with the bitches sitting back on a lie
It dont matter i can hit it and i dont have to try
Mixed the batter till it splatter but the waffles are dry
Next the bat up make her sat up
And i look in her eyes
Baby bad taking over
And the feeling is right
Baby back bending over
Pull my pen out to write
Web slinging peter pipe her tongiht
I never took the advice
Why lie im the lord of the flys
I done cut all my ties
I aint gotta rely
Where my mind i think i lost it time
Huh
Where the dimes want my pockets to shine
Bling
So sublime need to make a shrine
I wanna problem noted drama sittin back on a line
I wanna pay attention to the paper stacking them rhymes
I want the blade with the incisions straight into ya spine
Bitch i learned how to fly
Its called senses
Yeah we eye to eye
But you got the wrong lenses
Depressing
Below me expect it
Behold me?
No question
No success to enemy weapons
Where my mind
I think that i left it
Damn damn
I think that i uhh yeah
Where my mind i think i lost it time
Huh
Where the dimes want my pockets to shine
Bling
So sublime need to make a shrine
I wanna problem noted drama sittin back on a line
Damn my pockets fatter than puttin butter in batter
Now whats the matter
Cut the fabric imagine
I got a jasmine a lotus
Sittin back and exploding
Atomic bomb in a trojan
Doing testing in oceans
She rub it in like its lotion
I know heaven just opened
So why we walking not floating
I put a boat for the motion
I stole her heart and then broke it
Just like a beach and im coasting
Im rolling waves till she soaking
Where my dime
I think she rolling
Where my mind
Someone stole it
And now im gone now im gone with the ocean
Floating on the waves yeah im floatin on vacation
Sittin back yeah i got another knitted tape
Yeah perspective hit ya grave
Yeah 47 in the day
Yeah day light
They like whats right
Im in the night time
In in the night sky
She see me come twice
She see me come by
Call my line
Yeah call my line
Where my mind i think i lost it in time
Huh
Where the dimes
I want my pockets to shine
(bling)
So sublime
Need to make me a shrine
I got a problem with the bitches sitting back on a lie
I think I lost it in time
Huhh
Where the dimes
Want my pockets to shine
(bling)
So sublime need to make me a shrine
I want a problem noted drama sittin back on a line
I got em by the bottom
Bitch im drinking bottles of wine
I wanna see that pussy blossom into solomons eye
Saw prada on the body when i thought i just died
Taking shrooms as a hobby in the dead of the night
Gimme key
Gimme key
Let me open your thighs
Follow me
Follow me
Into depths of the night
So squeaky clean when I hit it it shines
In my sheets you seem to be the best tonight
She so nastyy
Its all right
Nut faster than light
Sucked my soul
Shit i ran for my life
Go cold or get ran for your ice
I want phantoms and dice
Ring the bell for the lies
I had a hell of a time
Where my mind i think i lost it in time
Huh
Where the dimes
I want my pockets to shine
(bling)
So sublime
Need to make me a shrine
I got a problem with the bitches sitting back on a lie
It dont matter i can hit it and i dont have to try
Mixed the batter till it splatter but the waffles are dry
Next the bat up make her sat up
And i look in her eyes
Baby bad taking over
And the feeling is right
Baby back bending over
Pull my pen out to write
Web slinging peter pipe her tongiht
I never took the advice
Why lie im the lord of the flys
I done cut all my ties
I aint gotta rely
Where my mind i think i lost it time
Huh
Where the dimes want my pockets to shine
Bling
So sublime need to make a shrine
I wanna problem noted drama sittin back on a line
I wanna pay attention to the paper stacking them rhymes
I want the blade with the incisions straight into ya spine
Bitch i learned how to fly
Its called senses
Yeah we eye to eye
But you got the wrong lenses
Depressing
Below me expect it
Behold me?
No question
No success to enemy weapons
Where my mind
I think that i left it
Damn damn
I think that i uhh yeah
Where my mind i think i lost it time
Huh
Where the dimes want my pockets to shine
Bling
So sublime need to make a shrine
I wanna problem noted drama sittin back on a line
Damn my pockets fatter than puttin butter in batter
Now whats the matter
Cut the fabric imagine
I got a jasmine a lotus
Sittin back and exploding
Atomic bomb in a trojan
Doing testing in oceans
She rub it in like its lotion
I know heaven just opened
So why we walking not floating
I put a boat for the motion
I stole her heart and then broke it
Just like a beach and im coasting
Im rolling waves till she soaking
Where my dime
I think she rolling
Where my mind
Someone stole it
And now im gone now im gone with the ocean
Floating on the waves yeah im floatin on vacation
Sittin back yeah i got another knitted tape
Yeah perspective hit ya grave
Yeah 47 in the day
Yeah day light
They like whats right
Im in the night time
In in the night sky
She see me come twice
She see me come by
Call my line
Yeah call my line
Where my mind i think i lost it in time
Huh
Where the dimes
I want my pockets to shine
(bling)
So sublime
Need to make me a shrine
I got a problem with the bitches sitting back on a lie
Credits
Writer(s): Carlitos Jaramillo
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