[Verse 1: Meechy Darko] Today I purchased a coffin and I ain't even died yet Smoked about 100 blunts and I ain't even high yet Wrote my verse in poison ink, watch you biters digest Got the illest grind yet? No eye can deny it Lungs full of uhh, Eye bloody red nigga Gold fangs on uhh, pocket full of dead niggas Smoke some bitch, what the fuck you waitin on? I know its a virtue, but baby my patience is gone Get our relation on, take her to a vacant home What you want a quicky sticky? Okay I won't takey long Split the dutch down the middle like Moses, split the sea Count it up, bag it up man, we love money, we love weed Met this one bimbo, told her my name was Meech She keep calling me mandingo My eyes bloody red, so she probably think I'm evil Truely, it's the weed smoke from all this sour deisel Light it then I breathe slow
[Hook x2] Seaweed flow, must be from that weed smoke Eyes Chinese, cause we smoking sour diesel Blunts Siamese, two of these, you be me yo Fuck the police though, we smoke it like its legal
Seaweed flow, must be from that weed smoke Eyes Chinese, cause we smoking sour diesel Blunts Siamese, two of these, you be me yo Fuck the police though, we smoke it like its legal
[Verse 2: Zombie Juice] Juicy Mr Young Bone, AK I'm so gone Hoes love me, Jerome, hoes love me, Jerome
Sit back, get smacked, get stoned In the back of the back of the room With the mac in the back of the room, she acting get doomed BLAOHW, splat in the room Women they awful, I mean they on fours Call this my dumb flow, Urkle, Waldo Call this my purp flow, roll up the indo I'm here dog, whatchu here for? Hip-hop is dead, Zombies for prez Remindy, untimely, two blunts I'm Siamese Pussy we grind thee, sticky and grimey, wicked unchain me Twisted my frame be, blunt after blunt after... blunt So stuck so stuck off the what? Sticky, icky, quickly, vicky, lick me, no hickeys, gin and whiskey Just me and some piffy, swiftly
[Hook x2] Seaweed flow, must be from that weed smoke Eyes Chinese, cause we smoking sour diesel Blunts Siamese, two of these, you be me yo Fuck the police though, we smoke it like its legal
Seaweed flow, must be from that weed smoke Eyes Chinese, cause we smoking sour diesel Blunts Siamese, two of these, you be me yo Fuck the police though, we smoke it like its legal
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Compositores: Antonio Lewis (BMI), Demetri O Neal Simms (BMI), Erick e Elliott (Erick Arc Elliott) (ASCAP)Editores: Erick The Arc Elliott (ASCAP), Issac Blaze Publishing (BMI), Publishing Of The Dark (BMI)Administração: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI), Wc Music Corp (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #39239125 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM