Splash Zone
Lyrics
I get the codeine from Texas
I make that call, I'm collecting
I sip it double, I'm stressing
I'm way too young and I'm reckless
I spent a check on a necklace but I don't wear it to flex it
I left that shit on the dresser and grabbed the bills for the next one
I'll put the goose in the juice I'm a screw up
My head in the clouds I flew up
I took them pills and threw up
Gotta reimburse the uber
Stretch your bitch out like it's Zumba (She on my dick)
And I'm in the land of doo-da (Its gettin' lit)
But I ain't with none that hoopla (No I ain't wit none that shit)
No I ain't wit all that
No I ain't wit all that
No I ain't wit all the
No I ain't wit all the
No I ain't wit all the
No I ain't wit all the
(By the adrenal justice system of The United States of America
I shan't be shot down in the streets)
Like, oops I left my tool up
Oops, that shit just blew up
Daisies and some tulips for all the oops who dead you knew of
In the party there's a shoot up
Lil' dude he had them screws up
He thinkin' that he screwed up
Mandala I been gouda
Better use it
You stupid
You supercalifragilisticexpialidoofus
Put the knock back on the wrist you go from gold toof' to toothless
I'm pouring lean inside the stu' I forget where the booth is
Where am I?
I'll put the goose in the juice I'm a screw up
My head in the clouds I flew up
I took them pills and threw up
Gotta reimburse the uber
Hold up Freezy calling
Like ring, ring, brr, brr
Hit the cellphone
I get the bails gone
I had to mail em' off
I threw my dog a bone
I put em' airborne
I sent him elbows
The diamonds yellow
Got them all on Melrose
Like hello
I put my self on
Pick up the cell phone
Work work work work
All you need is money and she
Twerk twerk twerk twerk
You're looking like a dummy on a
Shirt shirt shirt shirt
And all the gang we got it out the
Dirt dirt dirt dirt
Dirt
I been sippin' on that mud
I been sippin' on the dirt
I been sippin' on promethazine
I'm sipping on that syrup
I got her rolling up my bud
She hold the gun its in her purse
She bend it in isosceles
I dick her down and burn
I'm out of this bitch
I hop up out of this bitch
I roll another blunt and now it's loud in this bitch
I get the codeine from Texas
I make that call, I'm collecting
I sip it double, I'm stressing
I'm way too young and I'm reckless
I spent a check on a necklace but I don't wear it to flex it
I left that shit on the dresser and grabbed the bills for the next one
I'll put the goose in the juice I'm a screw up
My head in the clouds I flew up
I took them pills and threw up
Gotta reimburse the uber
Stretch your bitch out like it's Zumba (She on my dick)
And I'm in the land of doo-da (Its gettin' lit)
But I ain't with none that hoopla (No I ain't wit none that shit)
No I ain't wit all that
No I ain't wit all that
No I ain't wit all the
No I ain't wit all the
No I ain't wit all the
No I ain't wit all the
(By the adrenal justice system of The United States of America
I shan't be shot down in the streets)
Like, oops I left my tool up
Oops, that shit just blew up
Daisies and some tulips for all the oops who dead you knew of
In the party there's a shoot up
Lil' dude he had them screws up
He thinkin' that he screwed up
Mandala I been gouda
Better use it
You stupid
You supercalifragilisticexpialidoofus
Put the knock back on the wrist you go from gold toof' to toothless
I'm pouring lean inside the stu' I forget where the booth is
Where am I?
I'll put the goose in the juice I'm a screw up
My head in the clouds I flew up
I took them pills and threw up
Gotta reimburse the uber
Hold up Freezy calling
Like ring, ring, brr, brr
Hit the cellphone
I get the bails gone
I had to mail em' off
I threw my dog a bone
I put em' airborne
I sent him elbows
The diamonds yellow
Got them all on Melrose
Like hello
I put my self on
Pick up the cell phone
Work work work work
All you need is money and she
Twerk twerk twerk twerk
You're looking like a dummy on a
Shirt shirt shirt shirt
And all the gang we got it out the
Dirt dirt dirt dirt
Dirt
I been sippin' on that mud
I been sippin' on the dirt
I been sippin' on promethazine
I'm sipping on that syrup
I got her rolling up my bud
She hold the gun its in her purse
She bend it in isosceles
I dick her down and burn
I'm out of this bitch
I hop up out of this bitch
I roll another blunt and now it's loud in this bitch
Writer(s): Grant Waguespack
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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