Moose Truffle - Under The Tree

Smoking all that gas
I cannot lack
I got the pack
I can see it in your eyes
You believing all these lies
Why you let yo girl Fuck with other guys?
Take this blunt and smoke it
Don't approach it thinking imma roach it
(Pussy in the back!)
Smoking all that gas
I cannot lack
I got the pack
I can see it in your eyes
You believing all these lies
Why you let yo girl Fuck with other guys?
Take this blunt and smoke it
Don't approach it thinking imma roach it
Just a kid from Biltmore I ain't goated
But my brain be bloated
Smoking on that palm tree
That shit make me calmly
Told lil bitch get off me
True haters Stalk me
Draw me a picture
You can't cause you a bitch sir
Even when I swing you ain't a pitcher
I just wanna kick back
Sit back
Enjoy television
Smoking till in higher than a pigeon
Fuck you and yo religion
Got to cut you off like a circumcision
They don't get my stigma
I got bars like ligma
I can never let a bitch betray me
Springfield hoes be crazy
When they tell me shut the fuck up I say make me
Tinder bitches hit me like like have my baby
Yo, what's in this shit?
Like it got me thinking differently
Like, some spirituality type shit
(I can't ever lack!)
I ain't playing games unless it's Minecraft
Bitches pussy deeper than a mineshaft
And that don't make me wanna pipe that
Crackerjacks trying so hard to be a different race
I can see the cap right in they face
You ain't never seeing grace
I got raped by a fatass thot so what's your excuse?
Lil boi broke yo heart so that ain't my issue
Bolder than a hobo in Boulder
I be getting numbers like a coder
Play my cards like poker
They tryna act insane after watching joker
I know you ain't talking
Imma dead man walking
I just got to push it like it's gym
Imma grow eventually like pym
Our whole life is a sim
I can your bars like tin
Copying me is just a sin
This a world of haystacks and I'm just a pin
Oh you got me so fucked up

Written by:
Beau Berkhout

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