Wow Whilly

Where the rain at?
Got a bitch who don't think giving brain yea
Business finna fuck you out the money with a train yea
Road trip shit finna put us on a plane yea
Yea yea pocket full of straight cash
All ones a deposit doesn't make sense
Uh road trip road dangerous
Long days all day do the same shit
Same room same shrooms make you shape shift
This shit contagious not no regular plague bitch
Not no regular plaque bitch
Not no regular radi-ation I'm owing my payment to that New Vegas
Yea yea wake up I'm like "Where am I?"
Stuck in a paradise tell your homie dare or die
Big truck big terabyte
Bloody red wine when I'm wearing white
What a bloody night tell your homie it's a scary night
Young man old mind it got type two (type two)
This some shit you could high to
Tell your mind dilate and do what your eyes do
L.C
Mr. Cream get the hotel weed
They'll leave
So hot get whole hells breeze
This that hotel liquor and that
Dumb bitch got the whole damn thing
(Whole damn thing)
Whole damn thing
Dumb bitch got the whole damn thing

Dumb bitch got the whole damn thing
Dumb bitch got the whole damn thing
Shots on shots on shots tell him we going get the whole vaccine
Yea

Yea yea play your cards right
You know your hearts dying drinking in the dark times
Till I pop up like surprise I'm the Dark Knight
I still pop up in her mind on a long night
We go insane yea we go insane got them thinking that it's Farcry
Before your eyes you can see the fucking car lights
Four-door ride with the homies then the car died
Yea
RT
This shit so cold go zero degrees
My bitch got dope on her coat blowing
Say that it's your first time baby go easy
Say that it's your first line maybe go cheesy
Yea took a pill in Ibiza
Uh that's where you gon OD
Kick it with your dogs you gon take your own leash



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Writer(s): Gaige Pina
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