Acid

Gang with me now guess these lames can hang
Down there on the ground I’m up in a damn plane
I took too much Acid only colors and shapes
Been at it since the morning grinding through these long days
Long nights on the way up
Grey goose in a red cup
Did some find me lighter
Itchin just to flame up
Addicted to being alone it pays to be fuck up

She gone slide when I say come through
Tell her friend if she bad she can come too
Kick game fleekin Kung-Fu
Wrist game leakin so fuck you
It’s that mix tape droppin
Blending flavors diffеrent options
Hydroponics on the strains of bud I’m buying
Naked in a mansion
Savagе shit
Boosted up don’t know who you cappin with
On her knees soon as she step in my establishment
I said

Gang with me now guess these lames can hang
Down there on the ground I’m up in a damn plane
I took too much Acid only colors and shapes
Been at it since the morning grinding through these long days
Long nights on the way up
Grey goose in a red cup
Did some find me lighter
Itchin just to flame up
Addicted to being alone it pays to be fuck up
Gang with me now guess these lames can hang
Down there on the ground I’m up in a damn plane
I took too much Acid only colors and shapes
Been at it since the morning grinding through these long days
Long nights on the way up
Grey goose in a red cup
Did some find me lighter
Itchin just to flame up
Addicted to being alone it pays to be fuck up

It’s TDK bitch peep the logo
I’m higher then a kite
This parties jumping like a pogo
Three bitches all up on me asking “what’s off in your solo”
And I popped another tab so everything is moving slow-mo
Naw I’m lying
No denying eyes are redder then the siren
Late nights Conan O’Brien
I be lit don’t need a lighter
Snatch yo chips and kill the cypher
Smash yo chick you tryin to wife her
She got friends she gone invite em
Imma kill it Micheal Meyers
Might retire after this
I’ve been dying to make it rich
Smokin Kush in VIP
Yo girl admiring my click
She been trying to take a pic
But I’m so high I can’t pose
When you hangin round me baby what’s the point in wearing cloths
She said “Drew why you so rude dude” “it’s probably the shrooms” got me seeing different colors trying to silence out the room
I be gone till November
Shoulder colder then December
Twist it up without a blender
Popin champagne with my dinner
And the

Gang with me now guess these lames can hang
Down there on the ground I’m up in a damn plane
I took too much Acid only colors and shapes
Been at it since the morning grinding through these long days
Long nights on the way up
Grey goose in a red cup
Did some find me lighter
Itchin just to flame up
Addicted to being alone it pays to be fuck up