Kairo - Psychedelic Nights

Bitch I'm geeked, I've been taking shrooms, I cannot stop
LSD, I can't tell you how many tabs I've popped
It don't fuck with me, I could take 10 grams and still could walk
I still smoke on weed, but i be taking X so I can talk
Why he looking like that? Nigga must not know I brought my Glock
Nigga we peeling him back, turn him to a shirt, we crop his top
Me and My nigga be moving them packs, Yeah, we got the fiends formed 'round the block
Shawty wanna know why I move like that, tell her that I be watching for the cops
No, I don't have emotions take my heart and lock it up in a box
Nigga we pistol totin, hallow tip might just knock a boy out his crocs
Leave his windows broken, no my nigga don't miss when he clearing them blocks
Look how that barrel smokin, yeah my nigga he shoot like he play for the Hawks
Got some lil' niggas right at your door we don't give a fuck, we gon' break off ya locks
I couldn't tell that was your hoe, She ain't say shit when she took off her socks
Damn, I really fell out with my bro, Can't believe it was over some thots
Damn, it's sad gotta let his ass go It's okay, cause it's it's really his loss
Damn, it's sad gotta cut the hoe, not my fault she can't handle a boss
Nigga keep playing, he gon' get scoped, right after that, his body get tossed
New V8 came with a turbo, but you know I still have it some NOS
I can't hang around bitch made niggas, act like pussy, you gon' get crossed
Tell her I don't give a fuck about what you do, Have your fun, but don't get lost
Nigga, I'm taking this shit to the moon whatever it takes, whatever it costs
I might just take that lil' bitch to the room She looking good when she wearing that gloss
He gotta problem with me and he doomed bruh catchin bullets like old Randy Moss
Bitch I'm geeked, I've been taking shrooms, I cannot stop
LSD, I can't tell you how many tabs I've popped
It don't fuck with me, I could take 10 grams and still could walk
I still smoke on weed, but i be taking X so I can talk
Why he looking like that? Nigga must not know I brought my Glock
Nigga we peeling him back, turn him to a shirt, we crop his top
Me and My nigga be moving them packs, Yeah, we got the fiends formed 'round the block
Shawty wanna know why I move like that, tell her that I be watching for the cops

Written by:
Jevon Thomas

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