Get Gone

(álbum: The Peacock Honey - 2019)

I just wanted my spliff lit
And I'm gone
I just wanted my chick think
All on my own
And y'all out of my business
Am I wrong
Mother fucka get gone

Can y'all get gone somewhere
Out my face go look at yo phone somewhere
Y'all gon hate
Oh no don't care
Cause everybody know that you can't roll with squares
Just make cake
Then I mash out for a bit
They say that you rolling but I'm doubting the shit
To all my homies that stayed up in the post since a snot nose
Off top though domo arigatto
Heard you had a cold winter that's a bummer boss
You in ya hummer lost
Eating summer squash
Late ass
Don't press start I don't play that
One right too many you gone find yo way back
Watch me get big when I'm thirty two
Met gala thick chick and some dirty shoes
Finna cruise so I can giver her a taste
But first ima need you outta my face cause

I just wanted my spliff lit
And I'm gone
I just wanted my chick think
All on my own
And y'all out of my business
Am I wrong
Mother fucka get gone

I'm feeling fresh why yes sign me up
Finna ride the bus
Finna light one up
Done wore my best I'm blessed
Kinda tough
I see you trying to bluff
So I'm finna light one up
When I had time
It was my pastime
Kept trying
Oh I kept grinding
But fakes stay all on ya back and they break spines
Oh what a great time
I'm trying to get mine
Trying to get bills
Trying to get fly
Then trying to sit still
But all of these guys
All in they feels
Just trying to get peeled
For real

I just wanted my spliff lit
And I'm gone
I just wanted my chick think
All on my own
And y'all out of my business
Am I wrong
Mother fucka get gone