Lyrics:
I'm so high, I can't feel my face
I'm so high, I can't feel my face
Whatcha know, What we know
Nothing at all, One Love
All I got is me
Take it
Before you break it
Seen you naked
Hate it
That you shame it
Cause you're faded
Make it
Cause your cake's lit
Just face it
Take it
Before you
it da
Slipping on the pavement, reminds me of the face
I made when I saw it, a feature you would trace
Back to where it started, when you controlled
of crimes and crazy dreams
Piled up in front of me
Ice cream never erases the heat of her smile
Grandma's a stranger, a taste I recall
A warm intuition,
Muscular legs stompin' out the boulevard
Muscular face and lips about a mile large
Pluckin' out a leaf from a tree as she passes by
I touch greenery
I'm lost, hearing all the things we say,
Looks like another day of wasting life,
I need a different place where I can go
And my face won't be
Uh-huh, yeah-yeah
Juice is eating a, uh, ice cream
With, uh, lots of caramel
I just had a, a ice cream sandwich, M&Ms
On the Eminem beat,
leanin' (huh)
I face blunts back to back for no reason (woo)
Bitch it's east side, all mine know I'm bleedin' (yeah)
Kush all in my lungs when I'm
Baby I know you better
Baby I know, I know no better
Quavo!
Drop top on the whip (drop top)
Dab of ranch on the chips (dab)
Ice cream gave her
Baby I know you better
Baby I know, I know no better
Quavo!
Drop top on the whip (drop top)
Dab of ranch on the chips (dab)
Ice cream gave her
the real when ya face it
Ball up in the club gettin white boy wasted
One shot of Patron, then another one to chase it
Put me to the test, I won't pass it
Damn, you got the rock to give a brotha cream (Cream)
And if we're ever naked in the same machine
I'm gonna lick it, baby, joint 2 joint
(Sex me)
to the Ritz blow her back out
Sun dress, undress throw her back out
In and out like a crack house, keep it moving
Face off, with the .38 scraped off
Keep
as a wendigo
On a board soaring out to space
Selling ice cream when we are at the end
In a war between Heaven and Hell
"Show us your face, Mr jones, my dear"
all changed now
There's a teen that's on the team
This girl makes me wanna cream
Wanna move inside her cape while
She goes face down
When I see her
every forest
Can't feel my face
Must be something in the water
Floating in space
Must be something in the water
Calling me back like
Ring, ring
a musical
From holding nose to roles gold
The lords beautiful
Before him im to shame to show my face
But shes so mean can't help but to fall fom grace
at the reflection of my foreign car by are & are
I stick my feet out, you know the bapes that's made of eel
You know the new checks with nigo face right on the heel
of my foreign car by are & are
I stick my feet out, you know the bapes that's made of eel
You know the new checks with nigo face right on the heel
I
servin fiends dope fiends got candy cream 3rd
Ward nigga sellin ice cream pushin, baller nigga mista New Orleans gone world
Wide that's why them niggas
Take an X pill, how the sex feel
Damn you lookin' good, all ten of y'all
Wanna roll (Yeah), I'm dickin' y'all
Keep your face down (Ooh), keep your ass
the Rose wit the stones in the face
Chromes in the waist
Puttin' gnomes into place
These hot 9 shots'll put ya bones into place
BGS cream thieves and 80
mi love dah vibes yah
Street Vybz a get mi hyper
Bleaching cream ah get mi brighter
Mi wah brace up in a the night yah
Gyal come wheelie pon dah bike
on the real
Seen a nigga get mills and his bitch get him killed
In this American dream to get some cream
You're owning a beam, and your face in magazines
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