Lyrics:
Catch me at Catch Do a hundred down sunset Backwood lit Got an O in the armrest Look at the tint 5 percent all on the shit Can't see shit But
caught your tongue! Cat caught your tongue! Scratching at the window At the armrest of my chair Who's calling? I'm being summoned time to feed Slowly
armrest, don't be alarmed I'm gonna do my best 'Cause it's a long haul and I'm in this And once in a while I'd see the posted limits Holding on,
OZ of the finest You can get cozy, but no dining Aye this a car test Oz of the finest in my armrest You can get cozy but no dining, don’t get no
Trappin I've been trappin' all day, trappin' all night See my J out in traffic, caught a play at the light Sack in the armrest blicky on my side Lil
Whatever turn we make, will always turn out right Living out our dreams with an armrest in between Nights get cold but I am warm when you're with me We will
when you listen Oh what to say, which thought to choose And then I miss it Cause my heads in a spiral listing to-do's But the armrest, I gripped it When
NOTHING THAN YOUR REST SOON YOUR JAW WILL BE YOUR ARMREST WHILE THE DEVIL WILL CUM ON YOU Behind your mask you thought you were the savior Rusty eyes,
I stood below an armrest When I heard of Dave’s death He was my Dad’s best friend I was young, maybe eight or nine But you should have seen Dad’s
full of diamonds now she kiss me mistletoe toe That nine milly in the armrest try to snake me imma blow Got my drugs in the compartment it's behind
roll up a jay when I'm bout to get dressed All of my niggas solid like an armrest This the zotti I can tell by the smell Serving them junkies out by
Raise the sail Get gone Let it all go I can't help you Whatcha saying You can't help you Can't explain it Armrest bumping On a plane that's Heading
might have to catch you on my armrest (Armrest) I just peeled her like a orange She came back like seven in the morn' Before I wake up, I had to yawn Ain
keep that rocket in my pocket not no armrest, he want a helping hand gave the shoulder cause it was colder The shit I'm toting now when you hit it feel
see And paint music with my blood You feel the pressure from below But your eyes can't sense I'm just an armrest for art All artists live in past tense
fungi, we don't even hear you Hollering bullshit, nigga, cut the diarrhea (get 'em) Pistol lie inside of the armrest (yeah), um, yes Lay a nigga down in
fungi, we don't even hear you Hollering bullshit, nigga, cut the diarrhea (get 'em) Pistol lie inside of the armrest (yeah), um, yes Lay a nigga down in
the while knowing no one really knows you in the end And now you're writing goodbye letters On the armrest of the backseat of a stranger's car You're writing
yam on nanny cam I'm gettin' handies with the zanny Xannys in the Caddy armrest I'm imaginin' objects so I'm battin' cobwebs from a daddy longleg In
Popcorn, soda, box of Raisinets Velvet-cushioned seats and soft armrests Best seat in my favorite movie house Start my dreaming as the lights go out
accident The God bless glory, success story Whiteboy Billy put a stash up in my armrest for me The way I fucks it up, it's like a fuck-fest for me I get
the zanny Xannys in the Caddy armrest I'm imaginin' objects so I'm battin' cobwebs from a daddy longleg In Hamtramck, got the panoramic camera Xanax, a banana
dividends (Good dividends) At Citibank we will meet accidentally We'll start to talk when she borrows my pen She wants a car with a cup holder armrest She
the gun, the bullet's the 9 volt Fuck the convo, here go the pyro G.I. Joe mixed with Desperado I ride low with a bomb in the armrest Prepare to snipe
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