Lyrics:
Out of Houston
Back on I-10
Driving out of California
I don't know yet
If I should make my way to Boston
I'd book a flight
I don't care about what it
that
He was a easy target
Very simple lick
While he sat back,Mesmerized
I ran off with his shit
Dummy
Got caught up by the hips
Real girls get down
money baby run it all
All my senses girl
I'm turning off
'Cause you're my Tylenol
Can you be by my side
I don't wanna ride if you're not mine
You wanna
cuz I know I'll want you gone by The morning
Bundle up somehow it's getting cold in California
You're in lo
We went from a cab to my hotel room
I said
Sittin out in the hotel you can call me if you need me (Yeah)
Sittin out in the hotel you can call me if you need me yeah (Need me yeah)
Girl I came
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cot
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
Stop by my
Your phone call took me by surprise
Gee its been a long, long time
Since those hot and humid Texas nights
We went swimmin' in the tide
Corpus
Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew
She told me just to come on by, if there's anything she could do
Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cot
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
Stop by my
I wanna hear your heart beat
Wanna feel what you need
Let me stay tonight by your side
By your side
I wanna hear your heart beat
Share your dreams
Ya It's Catatonic Ian Wade
And it's been a about 100 days
But I'm still not over you
Alright
So there's a girl named Delaney
Goes by Laney
You
the girls dey still dey learn o I swear o
She no dey give me wahala
She no dey do me ojoro
Girl your body na fire
She say she no want my money
She no dey give
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
the drinks are cold, and the girls ain't too hot
Now we in the house, but the house is kinda empty
Rats run around the room
But, wait, I spoke too soon
Ah,
really gettin' money you don't ever gotta act
I did everything I said, I been keepin' it a stack
Took a stack, bought a crib by a river to relax
Nigga
Speeding down the highway
California in the summertime
Living like there's no tomorrow
Death can catch us by surprise
Project X until the sun rise
Rave
my sock and take the bank roll.
Oh shit you just got lit by an illegitimate kid out the orphanage run and shit.
I'm cumin with styles you can't
Breakdance, shell-toe-Adidas and leather-hat-wearin
Now the girls was starin and the props was ffffat
Now at the parties when the bass would pound out
the kid who rock a snap back
Steady blow this hash back until my thoughts are abstract
How to get by, that's how we livin' in this day and age
I bring
Mississippi, every street in California
Know the devil is alive, this the time to be anointed
Trackin' down a stream, that's connected to a dream
Head
California kush strong as a titans what I'm lightin' on
We get high as fuck then we just do it, put your Nikes on
Tattoos on her waist, she like the tattoos
on a hoe cause you think she's fine
Holding hands at the movies, waiting much to fuck
Played like a sucker, you should know what's up
Getting dogged by
Well you say you're from the city
California is your home
Hey I'm a country girl over Oklahoma way
Oh there are miles and miles between us
But
in peace
Elbraud, Nextditch, and Big Leaf
Lil Girl, and Boo, and Anguard
Big Pepper, God damn what y'all thinkin about
They gone, I mean they
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