BEAUTIFUL DAY TO PICK BLUEBONNETS

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Jayboyy

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I want bodies
I see bodies
I want bodies
I see bodies
I want bodies
Weighing it out on my libra scale
To go to heaven or go to hell
I'm talking to a burning bush
That's my weed you smell
Buying the best check the clientele
Round and around on the carousel
Heat in the booth like I'm trapped in a living hell
Rollin that grass, like I'm a gazelle
Moving that gas, yeah I must propel
Make them boys run to the citadel
Hear these words, turn up the decibels
Hop out the matrix the parallel
Me and some infidels came here to raise some hell
With the stick, I'm feeling like William Tell
It's a trick, but this ain't no show and tell
Cut the lights, cut you up
Blood everywhere
But this ain't no sickle cell
Thanos and Gamorra
I gotta kill you cause I love ya
Please don't push me to the edge
Cause I won't hesitate to shove ya
Acting childish no glover
Got so high, I had to hover
Guess you all out of luck
Cause I just smoked your last clover
Don't call me a rapper no more, it's either artist or MC
You marvel when I get on the mic
They even feeling me all the way in DC
Say you're fly but I've already flew
Gorilla in the zoo, in the coup, with the glue, with the sticky
Getting icky, killing everyone bitch I ain't picky
When I walk into the spot bitches like
Pick me, pick me
Sip me, that's the lean talking
Early morning, see the fiends stalking
Hanging with the zombies
Need a hot ma (mahatma) I ain't talking bout Gandhi
I'm talking bout Jennifer Aniston
Hit her from the back till she can't stand again
I am legend, I've been fucking with mannequins
Ain't a joker but
I wanna f*ck Harley Quinn
Got it planned out
Pop a few mollys then
I'm pulling out my shit, lay it on her chin
Going in raw, like the hardy twins
Yeah she gon' ride me like a Harley then
Imma lose her number, yeah I hardly win
You know I bring the thunder, and all the wind
The way I'm blowing down trees
You would think I were a hurricane
Feeling like Harvey back for revenge
Weighing it out on my libra scale
To go to heaven or go to hell
I'm talking to a burning bush
That's my weed you smell
Buying the best check the clientele
Round and around on the carousel
Heat in the booth like I'm trapped in a living hell
Rollin that grass, like I'm a gazelle
Moving that gas, yeah I must propel
Make them boys run to the citadel
Hear these words, turn up the decibels
Hop out the matrix the parallel
Me and some infidels came here to raise some hell
With the stick, I'm feeling like William Tell
It's a trick, but this ain't no show and tell
Cut the lights, cut you up
Blood everywhere
But this ain't no sickle cell
I want bodies
I see bodies
I want bodies
I see bodies
I want bodies

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