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1000 Blunts

"1000 Blunts" Lyrics by $uicideboy$

Hold tight, (You did good, $lick) hold tight

I’m noticing the mine, I’m noticing the mine

Hold tight, hold tight

I’m noticing the mine, I’m noticing the mine

Hold tight, hold tight

I’m noticing the mine, I’m noticing the mine

Hold tight, hold tight

I’m noticing the mine, I’m noticing the mine

Yo light that cigarette

I’m tripping

Ash it on my bitches

Taking my dose

I never skip it

Still in my hood up pistol gripping

Still got 100 blunts

Got that bape up in my cup

Stay with a bitch in the cut who stay with my dick in her guts

Wetto the king of the GREY

Self park I don’t fuck with valet

Sheesh

Private jet fuck a delay

Went to Paris and back in a day

Okay

No I’m never okay

Bitch stop asking

Came up and supported my family

Just for that they should give me a Grammy

Running and ducking the slammer

Thinking bot cocking the hammer

The lights the glitter the glamour

None of this shit even matters

None of this shit made me happy

Wound up in rehab instead of a casket

Locking me up and they had the rooms padded

Made a straight jacket my fashion

Ruby that motherfucker

Grim reaping

I’m undercover

Soul seeking

I found another bitch who’s thinking that I’m her lover

No

Reason I keep on shrugging

Blunt is cashed let’s keep ’em coming

Only weed keeps me from bugging and from seeking out more destruction

I’m a pro at self doubt but I doubt I’ll ever know

That these bitches want me to fly ’em out all because I upped the glow

All these fuckbois wanna be me but they keep it on the low

And talk shit about me and my cousin while we’re thumbing through our dough

All this fame is such a curse sometimes I wish I was a ghost

Watch me raise the fucking dead next time I’m on stage at a show

Haunted, haunted

Haunted, haunted

Haunted, haunted

Haunted, haunted

I can’t escape my mind

It’s like I’m doing time all the time

Exhausted, lost it

Just one little line

Have this talk with God all the time, yeah

Haunted, haunted

I can’t escape my mind

It’s like I’m doing time all the time

Exhausted, lost it

Just one little line

Have this talk with God all the time, yeah

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