Psychic Kids - 3 for 50 (feat. Pat the Azmatic, Kirk, SMITH.b & WaveLadesh)

Heaven's halo, or molly water
That's 3 for 50 in a Dasani bottle
Amerreto, got the smell of almond
WIth a hint of jasmine, oooh thank you father
Heaven's halo, or molly water
Thats 3 for 50, in a Dasani bottle, oh
Ancient magic, that fairy powder
A hint of Mana, oooh man is folly

Runite, base head
Grandma's basement
Concrete, cold floor
Hear the Dog barkin thru the screen door
See the street light, no lamp shade
Couch bed no Palisades
weed trips straight to outer space
While I'm eatin whatever my momma made
I remember it like it was yesterday
Cuz it the same shit that I did yesterday
Take a good look take it all back
Talk fast cuz the devil don't conversate
He don't wait save face or got time to waste
He a real top player no height to break
Oh he a Con Man but ima Donphan
I roll stone my weight make the earthquake
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Heaven's halo, or molly water
That's 3 for 50 in a Dasani bottle
Amerreto, got the smell of almond
WIth a hint of jasmine, oooh thank you father
Heaven's halo, or molly water
Thats 3 for 50, in a Dasani bottle, oh
Ancient magic, that fairy powder
A hint of Mana, oooh man is folly

Take hit, the wind beneath the wings rush
Keep up, plateaus are for the weak stomached
Twenty two was wavy got some peaks and plummets
Twenty three PK use planet likea puppet
Shoes at the door, clear smoke to the basement
If the folks ain't sleeping may get you a placement
Awake and dad'll prolly have u a plate fixed
Late mix for your car ride home, ain't shit
My brain like a Georgia freeway
All right pedal, non functional ebrake
When I relay my thoughts need replay
They premier screwed and quick like a DJ
Beats get freebased, life gets freeze framed
Social delay, vicious wordplay
Fantasy keepsakes, balance deep sways
Enormous briefcase, present to PK

Red red red
Red codien up in the evening
In the glass it's filled thick, syrup in the bottle, my hand steady in and out the zip
Some to flip to hit the lotto, come out grottos with the stick, flip to auto , filled with hallows like it's anor londo bitch
Ain't no knights in shining armor, when you starving for a pack
3 for 50 Molly water, clench ya teeth until they crack
Only cash don't do the barter, we got plenty if you match
Man you shoulda move smarter now you stuck there with the trash
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Heaven's halo, or molly water
That's 3 for 50 in a Dasani bottle
Amerreto, got the smell of almond
WIth a hint of jasmine, oooh thank you father
Heaven's halo, or molly water
Thats 3 for 50, in a Dasani bottle, oh
Ancient magic, that fairy powder
A hint of Mana, oooh man is folly

Written by:
Bryce Smith, James Kirk, Patrick Cummings, Steven Love

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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