ASTRO_CHOP [bootlegbonu$]

[VERSE 1]
Hello my name is C and i like to blow trees
I only like my girl when she's down on her knees
I rock white tees like its live in ’03
Im the type to fuck it up and ask god why me
I like gold teeth high socks and grey sweats
I wake up depressed take ? how my day gets
Still living fresh you can peep the way i walk
When i get Upset you can hear it when i talk and
I celebrate like i just won a final
Seven years time find me dead upon arrival
I like to fuck around and say that just how i'm living
Trying to get to grips with some of decisions like

[Chorus]
Hello my name is C and i like to blow trees
I only like my girl when she's down on her knees
I rock white tees like its live in ’03
Im the type to fuck it up and ask god why me
Yeah CL BROOKS shawty like the way i look
I thanked BasedGod in my fucking yearbook
Then i gave what i can give and then i took what i took
Im still tryna learn how to fuckin' write a hook

[VERSE 2]
And i'm so sick when i write but my heads no better
On a Thursday night see me wearing all leather like
Please don't spill your drink, shits rare like mink
I skippy dip to my loofer sniffing drugs up off the sink
And if you think that i'm nice really bitch then you should know
We got the mind of a killer and the words of a poet
See me floating in and out of stars like a ninja
Steamed hot springs staying warm in the winter
Im in the telly on the celly like a young splinter
Never save a hoe no i am no shindler
See what i get in ta, all types of fly shit
So naive i'm on some i will never die shit
Never saying i but i see you bumping my shit
Im still alive if i die you'd be on my dick, uh
I said I'm still alive if i die you’d be on my dick

[Chorus 2 + fade out ad-libs]
C i like to blow trees
I only like my girl when she’s down on her knees
I rock white tees like its live in '03
Im the type to fuck it up and ask god why me
Uh, C i like to blow trees
C i like to blow trees
Type to fuck it up and ask god why me
Yo
CL BROOKS shawty like the way i look
I thanked BasedGod in my fucking yearbook
Then i gave what i can give and then i took what i took
Im still tryna learn how to fuckin’ write a hook
Uh
Like to blow trees
I only like my girl when she's down on her knees
I rock white tees like its live in '03
I ask God why... eh-eh eehhhh
(*Killed it*)
*Laughing*