Strawberry Jam (feat. Zach Miller)

One night for the focus
One time for the closure
I've been stopping at the red light glowing closer
I need something to devour me
Like Jeffery Dahmer I won't plead crazy
Don't test me I'm a criminal
Don't you say that you're feeling cold
I've got nothing left that I can do until I hit the streets
I've been trying to stay away from the bad dreams

Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah uh
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah

Hit it from the back street
Vans on my fuckin' feet
Makin' bout five bands and make it last one week
Makin' a bitch roll over
Suckin' a toe from under
Crashin the whip I done sold her
Wait
Suckin' a toe from under wear
Bitch made you say underwear
Smoking too much
All we do is clutch
Spending big bucks
Bitch don't give a fuck
Swear

I'm-a Ball down
Strawberry Jam
Put the cyanide inside it

Quick scope
Hit 'em with a trick shot
Then I motorboat
Flyin like pelican not a drone tho
Fosho
Hit mean toke
Then I tell her put her ass in that slomo

Convoluted convict I need
Something to be ever changing
Went outside and saw the sunbeams
Demons in the dark I'm praising
Hanging on with ADHD
Parting ways through the sea
That's red like strawberries

Uh
Woke up in the shuttle now I'm flexing
All these UFOs that I got from another planet
Alien done took me in a second left no fragment
Bitch I'm running for my life from these fucking aliens
Uh
Look at my wrist
Got injected now I'm trippin'
Fuck man fuck this
I need you to listen
Trapping like hoe
Like you never seen before
Butterfly doors
I got money but I want more

Strawberry Jam
God damn
Fuck these bitches
Fuck these hoes
You know I'm always rolling in the dough
Fuck these bitches
Fuck these hoes
When I stop fucking bitches
Who fucking knows



Credits
Writer(s): Zach Miller
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