Burgos, pink cig - Flesh lyrics
[Burgos, pink cig - Flesh lyrics]
All she do is play with my head
Fuck respect, bitch gets no respect
Riding round with a loaded tec
Smoking gas, lemme catch my breath
Move the stress out the way, that's a flex
On the waves smoking clouds, I want next
Make a movie titled "Lit", it no regrets
Up in flames, up in flames, burn my flesh
I be throwed, I be swerving, I'm a wreck
Hit a bench, get a load off my chest
Fat dab, catching Zs, then what's next
Yeah the pain never leaves, make me sweat
Out my mind, kinda gone, am I wrong
For these drugs that I'm on every night?
I see demons in my lawn, we smoke weed
Sing along
Rip a bong, I see demons in my lawn
Yeah, we smoke weed, sing along, rip a bong
Show her round
Got this bitch up on my celly
Ask me if I miss her when she gone
I told her baby come on
No matter what I say, I feel like I'm wrong
I know my plug gon' sell me fenty
And I don't give a fuck
I'm still gon pop it I done plenty
No matter how much guap I got
That hoe won't see a penny, come on
She love me now
But she gon' wreck me tomorrow
If I gave in, she go direct to the mall
And I get paranoid when in the smoke
I done seen some fucked up shit
That haunt me, I ain't been alone
In a fucking minute
Keep the juice for when I'm feeling low
And for when I can't sleep I
Keep the Xannys by the mirror
Oh
Kinda faded, I get slow
Swear to God I own my soul
Little drugs, little liq, little smoke
Little drugs, little liq, little smoke
Kinda faded, I get slow
Swear to God I own my soul
Little drugs, little liq, little smoke
Little drugs, little liq, little smoke
Fuck respect, bitch gets no respect
Riding round with a loaded tec
Smoking gas, lemme catch my breath
Move the stress out the way, that's a flex
On the waves smoking clouds, I want next
Make a movie titled "Lit", it no regrets
Up in flames, up in flames, burn my flesh
I be throwed, I be swerving, I'm a wreck
Hit a bench, get a load off my chest
Fat dab, catching Zs, then what's next
Yeah the pain never leaves, make me sweat
Out my mind, kinda gone, am I wrong
For these drugs that I'm on every night?
I see demons in my lawn, we smoke weed
Sing along
Rip a bong, I see demons in my lawn
Yeah, we smoke weed, sing along, rip a bong
Show her round
Got this bitch up on my celly
Ask me if I miss her when she gone
I told her baby come on
No matter what I say, I feel like I'm wrong
I know my plug gon' sell me fenty
And I don't give a fuck
I'm still gon pop it I done plenty
No matter how much guap I got
That hoe won't see a penny, come on
She love me now
But she gon' wreck me tomorrow
If I gave in, she go direct to the mall
And I get paranoid when in the smoke
I done seen some fucked up shit
That haunt me, I ain't been alone
In a fucking minute
Keep the juice for when I'm feeling low
And for when I can't sleep I
Keep the Xannys by the mirror
Oh
Kinda faded, I get slow
Swear to God I own my soul
Little drugs, little liq, little smoke
Little drugs, little liq, little smoke
Kinda faded, I get slow
Swear to God I own my soul
Little drugs, little liq, little smoke
Little drugs, little liq, little smoke