Lyrics: Koolaidirty
Music: DBTHEPLUG/Koolaidirty
Yea she sippin on koolaid **ck with a boss im feelin kurt cobain
Big big runtz i just smokin on **** i never feel the pain
Smokin on kush everyday mofokers they be thinkin that im crazy anyway
Not cash need that check label call me anyway
God bless to my dawgs who trappin till sunday
Im like la da dee da
Ion give a shit like **** still alive
Smokin on this shit so happy imma cry
Do you know how i feel im feelin so goddam high
Im feelin la da dee da
Had to quit smoke gotta work 24/7 makin hits all night
**tch on a ***** she said alright god bless the trap tonight
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Trappin like a star feelin like el chopo
Aye that weed be s****in all my dawgs in the trap goin make it
Makin all that mula 4 season
Double up the pack im so insane makin all the flows he cant **ck the beat again
Aye hold up hold up god bless the trap **ck being sober
I cant **ck wit nobody even my shadow got that persona
Imma just do it like that look at my dance
All my money relax
Mofokers better not trip like when i smoke this **** im losin all my pain
Yea she sippin on koolaid **ck with a boss im feelin kurt cobain
Big big runtz i just smokin on **** i never feel the pain
Smokin on kush everyday mofokers they be thinkin that im crazy anyway
Not cash need that check label call me anyway
God bless to my dawgs who trappin till sunday
Im like la da dee da
Ion give a shit like **** still alive
Smokin on this shit so happy imma cry
Do you know how i feel im feelin so goddam high
Im feelin la da dee da
Had to quit smoke gotta work 24/7 makin hits all night
**tch on a ***** she said alright god bless the trap tonight
Get my ass out the trap thinkin what i could do in 5 years lonely
When i get that money on my hand imma put that blunt in my mouth sayin **ck the police
I aint goin lose my dawgs we tucked up like sum stunna blunts with them ogs
I could get hoes everyday dont **ck wit em
Count that money with a passion its lovely
I got that 4 in my hand 4 in my trap 4 in my blunt god dam so musty
I dont know why i was born in this dumb ass country had to spend alotta money on that og
I just be geekin like a astronaut got these hoes like restaurant **ck these **tches they passin out
Smokin hella gas i dont give a **ck boutta police imma face my blunts like sum
countdown
Aye that ***** love smokin on that zaza
Aye she bad but im done with the **ckin i gotta work now
3 in the jacket im stoned till im sky high
Put my phone in a airplane mode they cant catch now
I aint even tryna floss but these hoe love me
Tryna put that gas in my lungs im road runnin
Stop all that thinkin i get high i need more money
Cant **ck with them mofokers that be cappin on em
Yea she sippin on koolaid **ck with a boss im feelin kurt cobain
Big big runtz i just smokin on **** i never feel the pain
Smokin on kush everyday mofokers they be thinkin that im crazy anyway
Not cash need that check label call me anyway
God bless to my dawgs who trappin till sunday
Im like la da dee da
Ion give a shit like **** still alive
Smokin on this shit so happy imma cry
Do you know how i feel im feelin so goddam high
Im feelin la da dee da
Had to quit smoke gotta work 24/7 makin hits all night
**tch on a ***** she said alright god bless the trap tonight