Lyrics:
Insects, insects!
Come here, come near.
Insects, insects!
Come here, come dear.
Have you ever heard of
prey-trapping plants?
Yeah! Pitcher plant
say so
Yo label a pitcher you hittin a foul ball
Haters ready to feast on my downfall
Uno reverse ima bring out the fireballs
Girl you out here wit
Southside, Monstera
Eastside, Alocasia
Westside, ZZ, uh
It's just me and my plants
Sometimes I water 'em
Sometimes I walk around the yard
And show
[Key Glock: Mr. Rex]
I got the drop on the opps, we gon' blitz 'em
I'm high as fuck, pourin' Wock' out a pitcher
5.56s sound like a missile
Lied
yellow brick road where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl in
goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl
goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl
Cold weather, just performed at Coachella
It's a cold Summer so I'm a paint the Lam' yellow (yew)
Watch wetter, Patek and it's an eye catcher
Sunflowers, yellow hyssop
Asters, clovers, dahlia
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Plant a garden
Bring the bees into your yard and we can
Help our planet
Starin at your pots and pitcher plants and a skeleton
We gotta go and look for jobs again
I asked to eat you out on your birthday evenin'
Didn't
the herb
Feelin higher of this earth
Kindle my desire
See what's all inside of all this dirt
Find the soil find the worth
Plant a tree let me see
How it work
rainbow
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, violet, and some indigo
Plant based isn't vegan so get it right, we eating clean, day n' nite
Living Chocolate
who ain't got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground
So goodbye yellow brick road where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your
Be what you wanna be
This love right right here stings
She yellow like Bumble Bee
I said this shit gotta hurt
Hope you fuckin' wit' me, girl I
yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl in
extra tissue
I'm from the yellow, I rep two like a player no Derrick Fisher
Backwoods they be hitting but I love OG gas and Swishers
G just took my dog,
the plants then we pluck out the weeds
Divide and conquer, we running the streets
This is that new shit, you know that we come with the heat
We the ones
Wearing yellow in the field
Let me tell you how I feel
I'll be your sword and shield
Treat your wounds until you're healed
Promise babe, you're safe
Yellow is good for suns and moons and stars and dandelions
Blue, you know, is great for skies, rain drops, rivers and oceans wide
If you've got these
I'm coppin it
Smoke through it all seeds got my plants croppin
Haters watching call that shit window shoppin
The best that's around hope u haven't
Fuck the other drugs all I want is Kush & Liquor
The others got no love pack a pound and pour a pitcher
Snap a bowl from out the bong quicker than
what we are going to do today: start sowing the seeds to create a beautiful outdoor scene in our own minds.
Ok, enough with the plant analogies, you know
Oh-oh-oh
So goodbye, yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plow
Back
Deserves two yellow cards
Send it off I'm going hard
With each and every bar.
This beat is foul
Deserves two yellow cards
Send it off I'm going hard
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