Center Core Never More

(You did good, $lick)
(It's a smash!)

(Smoke that pound, 'nother pound)
(Takin' a sip from the- fire)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother pound)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother- fire)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother pound)
(Takin' a sip from the- fire)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother pound)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother- fire)

(Smoke that pound, 'nother pound)
(Takin' a sip from the- fire)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother pound)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother- fire)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother pound)
(Takin' a sip from the- fire)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother pound)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother- fire)

Diamonds hit like Pop Rocks, we got too hot
Lightin' blunts with lava, we don't do the drama
But the Oscars where I'm posted at
Grammys on my neck, shoot for the stars
I swear to God on that
I'ma need you to stand on that
I'm tryna tap in with your almanac

Wavy homies hated, I got demons in my basement (yeah)
Nigga might piss me off, I'ma lay his ass down on the pavement (yeah yeah)
Dreads swangin', smokin' Jamaican lookin' for all my payments
Paper chasin' Haitian, move the chains like 4th and inches
(Bad shit!) I'm here to slay 'em

All this lean bitch, I can't feel my body (yeah, yeah)
All these pills bitch, I can't feel my body (yeah, yeah)
Ain't no love in my heart, I don't feel nobody (huh)
Keep it to myself, I might lose it, can't catch a body

White dove fly high (coo), throw my threes up in the sky
Throw my threes around my eyes, and then I call it my disguise
Mask off, I'm just out here with a raw face (yeah, yeah)
Ask me how I been and I draw blanks
Hold tight 'til my claws break (I don't know)

Full metal jacket kinda heavy (heavy)
At the bottom of the fuckin' lake, I parked my Chevy (parked my Chevy)
(Yeah)
Waiting to die, but I wasn't born ready (nah)
Shaking up my life, I'm just tryna hold steady

Birds of a feather flock together (yup!)
Grey the fucking gang, ain't no one could do it better (Grey!)
Two odd numbers right behind a fucking letter (Five)
(Nine!) Me, $lick and Germ, our alliance is forever

I just popped a pill (pill), pull up, what the deal? (Deal)
Pistol whip a pussy, have 'em looping on a reel (reel)
Wood grain wheel (wheel), chromed out rims (rims)
Million-dollar deals, sign my name as H-I-M (Wetto!)

Tales from the North (North), back from the dead
Hard to feel for a pussy when these thorns in my head (Northside!)
Two-story grave (grave), trauma on my wrist (wrist)
Three fingers high, other three in my bitch

Bitch, fuck
I got problems that won't go away (mm, guess who?)
Don't understand 'cause I been hitting pay, yeah
Lord, I pray that my bitch gay (I do want a threesome)
New opps, but my clique grey (Grey!)

(Smoke that pound, 'nother pound)
(Takin' a sip from the- fire)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother pound)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother- fire)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother pound)
(Takin' a sip from the- fire)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother pound)
(Smoke that pound, 'nother- fire)

(Fire)
(Fire)
(Fire)



Credits
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arceneaux, Marcus Sandison, Jerry Antoine, Michael Sandison
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