Lyrics

[Verse 1: Xavier Wulf] Sittin' on the sky I am high up like things that fly You could say I'm that guy But then again maybe not I am chillin' and gettin' by We hustle then smoke out I doubt if we run out I am out swervin' about To street from to my house My brother got me an ounce She quiet but smokin' loud I like when she blow O's I am cold Colorado That's where I left my soul I'm new because they old While some do what they told I kill before control Its taking from a hoe My teeth forever gold A man that has a goal I smoke along the road Let truth thy soon be told For dark could let you go But then where would you go? [Verse 2: Chris Travis] Wavy ass flow Wavy ass hoe Wavy ass smoke Wavy ass clothes I keep it trill mane I bet you bitches feelin' me Smokin Sour D to supply my energy Come through and take your bitch by any means Steezy ass niggas with that gold on their teeth We dont give a fuck nigga, that's how we breath Robitussin with the sprite, that is how we lean Rebels wearing all black, fuckin everythin' With my nigga Ethelwulf Blowing hella trees Money on my mind, bitch i am talking hella green 90's niggas bitch, we trill for life on everything White bitches doing coke and ecstasy Nose rings, fat ass booty ebonies Skateboard niggas, bitch we on the scene Hardcore-phonk style to the extreme