So Gone

Lyrics

[Chorus] This kush got me so gone I said this kush got me so gone Out my mental yes I'm gone Hit the pedal and I'm gon' This kush got me so gone I said this kush got me so gone Out my mental yes I'm gone Hit the pedal and I'm gon' [Verse 1] I said I'm so gone you can find me on a milk carton Dabbing overrated, rather do the Carlton Haters over-saturated, I see the salt kicked in So infatuated, I need a threesome with the Olsen twins I gotta lotta income, trapping up part-time Six packs on me like a motherfuckin' spartan Shitting on these bitches like I never heard of charmin' Claiming that you gang? You reaching for the mountains All these phony plugs, they a power outage Always totin guns, I know they not about it Our city hasn't seen a murder since.. I don't know when You say you getting money, where the fuck it at though? Never seen you in the streets but I seen you take the bus home Bought so much tommy, my last name is pickles Workout in my tommy, i'm watchin' my figer [Chorus] This kush got me so gone I said this kush got me so gone Out my mental yes I'm gone Hit the pedal and I'm gon' This kush got me so gone I said this kush got me so gone Out my mental yes I'm gone Hit the pedal and I'm gon' [Verse 2] Inhale, that killy in my lungs till I'm coughing She say, she not the one she don't do this often The way, she throw it back I can tell she bluffing Shawty, so superbad got me feelin' like McLuvin Ride me like a wave girl I know you like to surf Shawty off the clock but she put that ass to work Butt-naked no make-up, that's how she wake up But I'm not in bed with her I'm out here chasing paper We're the same age but she's calling me daddy Told her when it come Monday please do not @ me And now she's mad at me These bitches want a savior and I'm not the guy to save ya Give a fuck about a favor you know saltys a bad flavor (Whoo!) Five hundred dollars on a night out like its nothing I got spending problems I spent thirty thousand in the span of a month and I gotta couple visions Making executive decisions Only 19, bouta start my own business Money in my stockings, everyday is Christmas Believe your boy is eating all I got is dirty dishes And if the ass fat i'ma put her on my hit list And if the head whack I guess there's other fishes I got a thing for black gals favorite candy Hershey kisses [Outro] I wasn't kidding about that line either, man. Black girls, mixed girls, all of em. They all got my heart. Winning