Laÿ Up
Like a house start from the ground
Now I go way up
Way up
Fuck around shoot me a clown
You better pay up
Pay up
I fuck around One time
No I don't lay up
Lay up
Blowing the smoke like a candle
After that still get the cake up
Yeah I'm still blowing these trees
And you know the drank I'm on
Demons with me when I sleep
Then I tell them to go home
Fuck all these cops they pigs
I did was right not wrong
Hole for his body I dig
He got another place called home
Hell yeah this weed that I smoke
Hell yeah you know imma choke
Walk up got that gun in the coat
This not a purse got the gun in the tote
I'm so high so high like I'm sitting on a float
Whole lot of water around me like a boat
B!+€# so freaky on the table do coke
Ain't shit free gotta pay me for a show
Balencies on me when I walk out these shoes
I'm not cool with him I'll shoot up that dude
He thanking shit sweet now you know he a fool
I go to her spot eat my dick like some food
Twist it up in the backwood high like a kite
I'll never be snake but him he a mice
Got a whole lot of bands in rubber bands no dice
Like a house start from the ground
Now I go way up
Way up
Fuck around shoot me a clown
You better pay up
Pay up
I fuck around One time
No I don't lay up
Lay up
Blowing the smoke like a candle
After that still get the cake up
Yeah I'm still blowing these trees
And you know the drank I'm on
Demons with me when I sleep
Then I tell them to go home
Fuck all these cops they pigs
I did was right not wrong
Hole for his body I dig
He got another place called home
Now I go way up
Way up
Fuck around shoot me a clown
You better pay up
Pay up
I fuck around One time
No I don't lay up
Lay up
Blowing the smoke like a candle
After that still get the cake up
Yeah I'm still blowing these trees
And you know the drank I'm on
Demons with me when I sleep
Then I tell them to go home
Fuck all these cops they pigs
I did was right not wrong
Hole for his body I dig
He got another place called home
Hell yeah this weed that I smoke
Hell yeah you know imma choke
Walk up got that gun in the coat
This not a purse got the gun in the tote
I'm so high so high like I'm sitting on a float
Whole lot of water around me like a boat
B!+€# so freaky on the table do coke
Ain't shit free gotta pay me for a show
Balencies on me when I walk out these shoes
I'm not cool with him I'll shoot up that dude
He thanking shit sweet now you know he a fool
I go to her spot eat my dick like some food
Twist it up in the backwood high like a kite
I'll never be snake but him he a mice
Got a whole lot of bands in rubber bands no dice
Like a house start from the ground
Now I go way up
Way up
Fuck around shoot me a clown
You better pay up
Pay up
I fuck around One time
No I don't lay up
Lay up
Blowing the smoke like a candle
After that still get the cake up
Yeah I'm still blowing these trees
And you know the drank I'm on
Demons with me when I sleep
Then I tell them to go home
Fuck all these cops they pigs
I did was right not wrong
Hole for his body I dig
He got another place called home
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