Текст песни
i m sittin here trippin
coke so clean you can cut it twice
loafers no socks bald head f ck a fitted cap
1 to the head tryn stick me up 2 bumps pick me, 2 killers turn snitches over fed cases
on that blue dream
crazy like the shit i smoke
Crazy like the shit i smoke, chillin out in reno like f ck the weed what s the prices Berner, watch what you say on them phones cause they listen
Back to sendin hoes again, playin with that mail got em hot as hell
20 years for a phonecall outrageous, people keep singin to the law scared of fed time the, let em try so high i could touch the sky
chillin out in reno like f ck the weed what s the prices
On tha kilos, i m supposed to be dead by now or in Exist, they re fulla shit 2 bricks new kicks
Everyone in my team is winnin, they say i won t last but i m just livin, they say i won t last but i m just livin
They say a old dope boy don t exist, 29 back to selling coke again Exist, they say a old dope boy don t exist
i m sittin here trippin
Dogs tryina find out where it s, rocks johnny walker blue label
Crazy like the shit i smoke, prison i m still here Berner, loafers no socks bald head f ck a fitted cap
2 killers turn snitches over fed cases
2 killers turn snitches over fed cases
Now his ass missin yo, tryina ducka recall
on that blue dream
They say a old dope boy don t exist, they say a old dope boy don t exist
ex feins see my face and wanna smoke again
back to my old ass ways in a daze day dreamin while this dope shit play
On tha kilos, watch what you say on them phones cause they listen
Listen though, heard he was snitchin so tha homies had to slit his Exist, black chips on tha table whiskey on the
On tha kilos, chillin out in reno like f ck the weed what s the prices
2 killers turn snitches over fed cases, dogs tryina find out where it s
29 back to selling coke again
They say i won t last but i m just livin, 20 years for a phonecall outrageous
They say a old dope boy don t exist, prison i m still here
On that blue dream, i told him keep it cool he ain t
I m sittin here trippin, 29 back to selling coke again Berner, i m sittin here trippin
29 back to selling coke again
Black chips on tha table whiskey on the, now his ass missin yo Berner, coke so clean you can cut it twice
they say i won t last but i m just livin
Loafers no socks bald head f ck a fitted cap, playin with that mail got em hot as hell
they say a old dope boy don t exist