IcyVeinz & Fbn_444 - No Hoøk

Trying to understand the concept of love (Love)
That shit don't make no sense at all
I try my best but still I fall (But still I fall)
I ain't dyin' tho, not at all
Chopper might take yo skull (Yeah)
Knock that bitch right off the top
Ain't finna lie, I'm cold (Woo)
Riding with all of these thoughts (Woo)
That shit haunt me whether I move on or not
I turn to a soldier I ain't fuckin' with no one (I ain't fuckin' with no one)
I like totin' guns (I like totin' guns)
So much dope inside my lungs bitch I been high for months
Yeah you smokin' mid we smokin' Runtz
I put yo homie inside of the blunt
Big gas bitch I don't need no fronts
I be so fucked up I can't pronounce the word
My chopper might do him the worst
In my past life I was cursed
Get so high i'm off this earth (Woo)
Don't wanna go back to the place that birthed me
I feel like this place hurt me
She used to curve me
Now she trying to flirt with me (Yeah)
Im sippin' dirty
Sippin' while its early (Sippin' while its early)
Popping 30's
I pop hella 30's (I pop hella 30's)
Margiela and it's furry to much gas my vision blurry, yeah
I don't know how long that I been lost (Lost)
Crystals on me don't care what they cost (What they cost)
Truth is I don't even know how to love (Woo)
Overwhelmed I think that I had enough (Yeah)
Ima let this choppa go
Rip away yo particles (Rip away yo particles)
All white Christian Dior tee
These my fuckin' party clothes (These my fuckin' party clothes)
Yeah, walk in there and I get all the hoes
They ask if I want 'em I say not at all (Not at all)

Written by:
Michael Lyons, Riley Mack

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