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See I pop a x and I go to space yeah
Tattoos all over my face
Vetements all on my waist
That b keep giving me face
See I pop a x and I go to space yeah
Tattoos all over my face
Vetements all on my waist
That b keep giving me face
Well I pop a Xanax and I go to Mars
They say we've come very far
I know I shine like a star
They know we raising the bar
And I Hop in a foreign I'm speeding
R8 it look like a demon
Spend like a hunnid on weekends
Call up my shooters they creepin
And I'm running right down cause niggas be cappin
My glock be overreacting
And they follow my lead cause I am the captain
I caught that boy cause he slacking
Niggas can't walk in our section
And it's Jean Paul Gaultier the dressing
Designer on me yeah I'm testing
And I don't talk to niggas no stressin
And I want it right now
Had to change up on niggas they stealing my sound
Niggas they talking that shit but I'm all on they ass today
And I do this ain't no other way
Know my shoota yeah he from the bay
I pop a x take the pain away yeah
And I'm on the drugs cause it's stopping all the pain
And I'm smoking good yeah I'm smoking Mary Jane
You ain't getting high cause you not smoking the dang
When I'm on the drugs yeah I'm always in my lane
And I'm on the run, run from all the drugs
Xanny on my tongue
Xanny on my tongue
And I'm on the run, run from all the drugs
Xanny on my tongue
Xanny on my tongue
See I pop a x and I go to space yeah
Tattoos all over my face
Vetements all on my waist
That b keep giving me face
See I pop a x and I go to space yeah
Tattoos all over my face
Vetements all on my waist
That b keep giving me face
See I pop a x and I go to space yeah
Tattoos all over my face
Vetements all on my waist
That b keep giving me face
See I pop a x and I go to space yeah
Tattoos all over my face
Vetements all on my waist
That b keep giving me face
Well I pop a Xanax and I go to Mars
They say we've come very far
I know I shine like a star
They know we raising the bar
And I Hop in a foreign I'm speeding
R8 it look like a demon
Spend like a hunnid on weekends
Call up my shooters they creepin
And I'm running right down cause niggas be cappin
My glock be overreacting
And they follow my lead cause I am the captain
I caught that boy cause he slacking
Niggas can't walk in our section
And it's Jean Paul Gaultier the dressing
Designer on me yeah I'm testing
And I don't talk to niggas no stressin
And I want it right now
Had to change up on niggas they stealing my sound
Niggas they talking that shit but I'm all on they ass today
And I do this ain't no other way
Know my shoota yeah he from the bay
I pop a x take the pain away yeah
And I'm on the drugs cause it's stopping all the pain
And I'm smoking good yeah I'm smoking Mary Jane
You ain't getting high cause you not smoking the dang
When I'm on the drugs yeah I'm always in my lane
And I'm on the run, run from all the drugs
Xanny on my tongue
Xanny on my tongue
And I'm on the run, run from all the drugs
Xanny on my tongue
Xanny on my tongue
See I pop a x and I go to space yeah
Tattoos all over my face
Vetements all on my waist
That b keep giving me face
See I pop a x and I go to space yeah
Tattoos all over my face
Vetements all on my waist
That b keep giving me face
Writer(s): Ikenna Onyibor
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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