Did I Stutter?!?

It be like damn son
Where'd you find that
Can we go smoke it all
In the back
Drop a few off
Then we relax
Never thought I'd get out of that

B-B-B-Bag a few dollars
Then bag a girl that squalors
Let's both go be ballers
I bet my kids be scholars
Draggin out the mats
Just to dust em off
This ain't no Huggies flow
No I've never been too soft
Crack, crack open the mason jar
The taste is in the air
Oh wow, her titties out
I can't help but stare
Don't be problem, look in the mirror
You a problem
That thing I took making me look like a goblin
Too tall, Too Deep
Got me feeling like I'm Tyler
Bitch I'm on fire
Imma burning tire
Be the next one to make ya all wanna retire
You just a liar
Blackout Sopranos
You wearing a wire
Keep it plain, blunt, simple
Got that smile on me
Big dimples

It be like
Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn
Damn Boi
Damn, Damn

Damn son where'd you find that
Can we go smoke it all
In the back
Drop a few off then we relax
Never thought I'd get out of that
D-D-D-Damn son where'd you find that
Can we go smoke it all
In the back
Drop a few off then we relax
Never thought I'd get out of that

But we never lack
Oh wait I never did
Got you in the Merry-Go-Round
You take a spin
Mary Jane in the forum
Can I get a hit
Or maybe a
Vodka, vodka fifth
or I feel like a Sprite
This got me feeling pixelated
I am see Sprites
Seeing pixies, oh when I spend the night
Doing what I want, Oh when I like
I just know that I gotta keep it

Right, Right, Right Up here
I'm too here for clip, clique, clip, clique
I'm just here
Fuck the clowns my god
I just gotta go get it, get it, get it, get it
I know I could be the best (Fuck No)
I don't need a medal I know
I just need a meadow
Where I can go and smoke that ganj
Oh my good god

It be like damn son
Can we go smoke it
In-in the back
Then drop a few off, let's relax
Never thought I'd get off that-that-that

Plain and simple
Smile on me got my dimples
Fuck That



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Writer(s): Jacob Jennings
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