sayhijordy and Psyove - No Topic

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They even ready for the real shit
Sittin' on back with the realnesss
Hit from the bag and I feel big
Feelin' like I'm feeling like I'm feelin' it
They even ready for the real shit
Sittin' on back with the realnesss
Hit from the bag and I feel big
Feelin' like I'm feeling like I'm feelin' it
I don't wanna die but I wanna fuckin' die
Crumbs on my left and I got crumbs on right
Crumbs everywhere and I don't know where to decide
I don't wanna die but I wanna fuckin' die
I don't wanna cry
Feelin' like I'm dyin'
I don't wanna rewind back to a time
When I child when time was so aligned
Back it up, back it up, back it up goin' crazy
Slappin' 'em, slappin' 'em slappin' 'em sucking crazy
Drinking Chardonnay, eyes going lazy
Smoking all your weed, vibes going hazy
Hottest in the world I'm sure of it
Kissing your lips while I'm on your clit
Let's skate through echo park and shit
Snort it through the straw and shit
Baby you're the best hit

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Pysove -, sayhijordy -

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