Hypnotic State
Yuh
Go
Woah
Yuh
Wake up and trap all day
Count up these racks all day
I keep that strap always
I know hard work is all it takes
Shawty gone give me all the face
We gone call out on all the fakes
Nigga talk down that's all it takes
Smoking big Runtz exotic taste
Nigga can't run cannot escape
I'm gone off these shrooms hypnotic state
Get the pack in from outer state
I can't save these hoes I'm out of space
The pack got me gone in outer space
I hop off the flight I touch down
We walk in shit get shut down
These bitches all trynna fuck now
You run up nigga get struck down
My brother can't put the cup down
I'm keeping that fye tucked down
My momma said sit yo butt down
But now I got racks I'm up now
We let off some shots he duck down
Get the pack gone by sundown
Lil ass boy my son now
Nigga gone bust you run down
Nigga so high can't come down
She ain't giving too then thumbs down
Nigga so high I jump down
Yuh
Wake up and trap all day
Count up these racks all day
I keep that strap always
I know hard work is all it takes
Shawty gone give me all the face
We gone call out on all the fakes
Nigga talk down that's all it takes
Smoking big Runtz exotic taste
Nigga can't run cannot escape
I'm gone off these shrooms hypnotic state
Get the pack in from outer state
I can't save these hoes I'm out of space
The pack got me gone in outer space
Go
Woah
Yuh
Wake up and trap all day
Count up these racks all day
I keep that strap always
I know hard work is all it takes
Shawty gone give me all the face
We gone call out on all the fakes
Nigga talk down that's all it takes
Smoking big Runtz exotic taste
Nigga can't run cannot escape
I'm gone off these shrooms hypnotic state
Get the pack in from outer state
I can't save these hoes I'm out of space
The pack got me gone in outer space
I hop off the flight I touch down
We walk in shit get shut down
These bitches all trynna fuck now
You run up nigga get struck down
My brother can't put the cup down
I'm keeping that fye tucked down
My momma said sit yo butt down
But now I got racks I'm up now
We let off some shots he duck down
Get the pack gone by sundown
Lil ass boy my son now
Nigga gone bust you run down
Nigga so high can't come down
She ain't giving too then thumbs down
Nigga so high I jump down
Yuh
Wake up and trap all day
Count up these racks all day
I keep that strap always
I know hard work is all it takes
Shawty gone give me all the face
We gone call out on all the fakes
Nigga talk down that's all it takes
Smoking big Runtz exotic taste
Nigga can't run cannot escape
I'm gone off these shrooms hypnotic state
Get the pack in from outer state
I can't save these hoes I'm out of space
The pack got me gone in outer space
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Writer(s): B.u.g Antman
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