Lyrics

Yeah She wanna suck out my soul I can take you right down the road There ain't no need to admit when I'm wrong Everything I've said is set in stone I better be the one you betting on Smoking weed till I'm headed home Counting money till I'm dead and gone (Dead and gone) She wanna suck out my soul I can take you right down the road There ain't no need to admit when I'm wrong Everything I've said is set in stone I better be the one you betting on Smoking weed till I'm headed home Counting money till I'm dead and gone Doing everything that they said I won't I don't need to go to bed at all Ima be the one to set it off All my cars leave em running like a matador Reing up then I'm adding more Just had to get my foot in the door I see fake this ain't no visuals Now that the dash is digital Real and fake almost identical I, I slept in the zoo with the animall I slept in the zoo with the animals Even though I think I might be mechanical Pull up on you give you gifts like I'm Santa Claus, yeah Just hit the the nail on the head That's what the hammer does Don't try comparing us I will embarass ya They just got burned up by carrot top I do this everytime I'm in a paradox, never ending marathon Never let em win, not even once Talk to god like this ain't what we discussed I still speed it up beat it up Take the lead for us, like a leader does I ain't gon see the dust, I don't read the buzz But I keep a buzz Don't know what you think it was Nah they don't agree with us I guess I need to readjust I don't give three fucks This ain't no game of pick up Suck on my glizzy got hiccups Easy pulling on my freezer Girl I think that pussy sativa She's my codiens keeper She's my no sleep dreamer Lonely nights I hope I see ya Only time you know I need her Just like my gold we link up She wanna roll my weed up So loud we blow the speakers Yall move too slow to keep up Dead and gone, gone She wanna suck out my soul I can take you right down the road There ain't no need to admit when I'm wrong Everything I've said is set in stone (I better be the one you betting on) (Smoking weed till I'm headed home) (Counting money till I'm dead and gone) (Counting money till I'm dead and gone) Counting money till I'm dead and gone
Writer(s): Luke Lively Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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