Vanilla Crowns

Taste of that
Taste of that ughh
Taste of that vanilla crown is still upon my fuckin lips
Still ain't been a day that I ain't thinking bout just stacking chips
Roll away the pain with a blunt 'tuckin half a zip
I ain't smoking mid
If it's puffing
Then I gotta pass
Told me what you thought
You thought wrong with yo broke ass
Bitches wanna ask me what I bought em
AIN'T GOT NO CLASS
Bitches wanna stay around some more
I only smoke gas
Take a lil tab n watch her melt
Just like the snow caps
Ion seen the bottom anymore I can't go running backwards
Time to spin the bottle but I'm spinning off the fuckin backwoods
Cause I'd love to feel the way I felt before
But now it doesn't matter
Fought my biggest battle just to lose it to some fucking cancer
Everyone be doing what I'm doing but living faster
Stepping in them blacked out balencis looking very dapper
Leather from a python on my sneaks while I'm hunting rodents
I been having thousand dollar dreams my cup very potent
Know I'm bouta make out fuckin valley I just gotta focus
Dopamine be flowing in my system when I get involved
Used to have ocean full of love now that shit dissolved
And everyone be tripping, cause I'm making money breaking laws
Bouta make a movie just escaping out these gaping jaws
Stuck between a hard place and a rock, but now I'm popping off

Rocket in my pocket jimmy neutron bitch I gotta blast
Pops on my nots, niggas know I get a lotta cash
She gone drop it down to her knees n I ain't gotta ask
But id get to socking on this bitch if she talking back
Pippy long on me, and you know i got Shanaynay too
Nose rubs nigga I ain't slept in like a day or two
She gone leave wit me at the party if she came with you
Thirty three shots so you know ill leave a stain or twoF



Credits
Writer(s): Hector Macias, Alan Macias
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