Letras
Make this store run real fast
Grab a bottle of Dolce, couple swishers, Backwoods
They got that five for a dollar fiesta
I don't want none of that (ayy)
Kill Records
Higher then a star light, half a gram in this single
I'ma take flight, spilt four in the spri-nite
Finna kiss on this bitch, sip all night
Split four in the Sprite
Finna kiss on this bitch like romance
I don't need no friends, mo' bands
I'ma score mo' grams
Higher then a star light, half a gram in this single
I'ma take flight, spilt four in the spri-nite
Finna kiss on this bitch, sip all night
Split four in the sprite
Finna kiss on this bitch like romance
I don't need no friends, mo' bands
I'ma score mo' grams
Smoking forbidden fruit
And I'm about to roll this Backwood
Patron with the lemon juice, syrup on this Backwood
Yo man he a goof, my team we the truth
We pull up in coupes, double breast no Betty Boop
(KILL RECORDS)
Double breast means two right?
Say she got tree an pills
Shit, I'm tryna see what that be like
I'm fresh 'til death
Yeah, the after life
Higher then a satellite, shine like a star light
On like a headlight, higher than the dark sky
Higher then a star light, half a gram in this single
I'ma take flight, spilt four in the spri-nite
Finna kiss on this bitch, sip all night
Split four in the Sprite
Finna kiss on this bitch like romance
I don't need no friends, mo' bands
I'ma score mo' grams
Higher then a star light, half a gram in this single
I'ma take flight, spilt four in the spri-nite
Finna kiss on this bitch, sip all night
Split four in the sprite
Finna kiss on this bitch like romance
I don't need no friends, mo' bands
I'ma score mo' grams
I go deeper than the earth's core
Intoxication all through my pores