SORRY MOM I WAS FRIED

(albüm: COLD SUMMER - 2022)

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That shit really fucked me up, yo
That, that shit fucked me up
That shit [?]
That shit [?]
That shit fucked up

I think I took one too many
Bitch I can't stand up
Das why we slide dem big body caddys we don't do dem legs, boy
She got a hold of me I think she controlling me
Big body rover might catch me in traffic
Pass me da lighter nigga catch deez ashes
A couple of bitties wit me in da dem big body Benz's
And here come dem shooters they uppin dem lenses
Please stay in yo lane get you some money mind yo business
Wockiana on a boat wockiana gimme throat
Damn it I love dat lil hoe buy dat ass diamonds and gold

Rollin up, big body odored up
Whip smell like humboldt and purple, wock soda cups
I feel like I'm dying I'm throwing up
Came still I'm going up like I ain't old enough
Gold on me die bout we don't do comas
Death in the air do you smell the aroma
Bitch how is you doing, I'm grey
Bitch how is you doing, I'm grey

I hope that we could laugh it off