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letra de weed coma - barsthehippie

[produced by kidd]

yuh
aye
haaa
lil bihh
bars

verse:

they want to smoke but they get put in a coma
know where you go or you will be a goner
i got a hoe that remind me of wanda
out in the city she wander
calling me knight yeah i conquer
into the night we unleash
i am thief but i speak
elegant music is celibate
so i go buy it a ring
yeah
they do not f-ck so we love for the scene
dippin’ on toes ima hoe let her sleep
if you want dream i’ll sell you a beam
aim it at tеmple and drip dmt
yuh
i am a nemesis this is thе genesis all the of hate
shout out to god but my atheist ways
had them all shook they can’t fathom my take
aye, yuh
vans on my feet no discussion
talkin like i was out hustling
moving the dough cookie bake
if you want war we go out peaceful aye
skuam steady ready for all the shine
tone city rep they was k!llin a vibe so we hop on the track it’s exotic no lie
i was chillin’ rappin’ making my rhyme
soundin’ legit, while they was out hype
sold souls burnt to crisp who knows
path to unknown had a toll but don’t go
love for the moments this weight isn’t holdin’
keep it a buck i want more than my woken
open
out spoken peers yeah i want to give light
energy rare but the mindset in hide
people want thrive but they wastin’ their time
guided by hype so they end up no life’s
yuh
end up in cypher
spittin the peak of night and they wonderin how did this dude come from stumbling to rappin off of top
skuam city b-tch ain’t n0body gon stop
i was out f-cking while clocked in my job
vip section that’s 400 guap
big yellow bone she was giving me top man i don’t even judge if she thick she gon get this d-ck
and i p-ss on her tits saying “f-ck it, it’s lit”
in a weed coma no time for a b-tch
f-ck all that talk you be loving this sh-t

live from the tone yeah we underground b-tch
i got a heart but it’s black in this b-tch
you wanna act you get dissed by the clique
f-ck all that fame
f-ck all that hype
i wanna do what they tells me not right
huh
shorty she trippin’
this not an image
this is really how i be livin’
i go up stoned by the note
hardly un-zoned you can’t knock me down hoe
ask if i want smoke they go pull out a bowlo
i tell her oh no
this is a no go
play by the part that be lacking the promo

yuh, huh

watch from a distance
see how i sl!ck sh-t
sudden with instant
all of you insects
i was with pivots
switching my flow
i got the last words i’m ending the show
you cannot last you was raging to show you not having a blast yeah we know
homie it’s blasphemy you was out rapping like you was the one in the past that be spitting and crafting the scene
uhh
smoking my ganja
this maríjuana
exotic the plug be on offense
sh-t they be smoking is dog sh-t
lucy had me doing backflips;

lost in woods on acid

clocked in work going batsh-t

brain wired like grid line this square sheet provided insider

- barsthehippie

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