moon

Damn, damn You don't got a chance I'm gone ride the coupe we be searchin for yo mans He a sucka he juss ran We gone hunt him down we gone put em on his ahh Got the scope we got the mac Got the fucken nuke we fucken shoot it go kablam (Ay) Shoot em down we leave em dead Trippin off the shrooms got me thinkin that i'm dead (Yuh) In my mind im in my head Pop another perc they be different kind of meds (Ay) Sippin on that purp i sip no red Thinkin you is close i believe you don't compare (Ay) Pressin on tha pedal yeah I make that whip vroom Yea she wear my sweater cause she make that shit look cute An I'm jus trynna get higher till I can't see thru tha room An my brain do circles like my whip w/ brand new tires An you know she neva loved me yk she was jus a liar An I keep it to my self but what I'm feelin, feel like fire An my vison missing colors cause I'm seein grey n you Think about tha truth Think of me n you Now I'm jus all careless cause I think of what it was n how it went n how it's goin Yea whateva it do Matter yea I know should forget her Cause this shit be getting clearer always light over bad weather An the sun it jus stay shining even when tha clouds are crying so ig I'll do tha same Yeaa do the same