Sickboyrari, Cold Hart - Meet At Pond lyrics

Adderalls in the milkshake
Meet me right by the lake no Odd Future
It's the witchhouse mob
 smoke grape blunt swishers
Saturday night when I'm reaching for the bong
Sundering hoes, leave 'em in the dungeon
Strapped up, sat up with my Vans on my feet
With the hoes, hollup, dark the lights
Get the candles lit
Hoes is all on my dick tip, as I reminisce
Breaking down the trees, Nickelodeon
Porn flicks
And heelflips, Cap'n Crunch up in my bowl
Smokin' bowls, twerk a hoe
Gold Mac shawty, black smoke, black lips
Eating ravioli, fuck with a nigga just shove
It through your mind
Tell 'em what through the grape vine
Black lips smoke lines
Chopping up bricks in the atmosphere, Mac-10s
Cotton mouth, skinny nigga gold mouth
Hit me on the late night tip, 2 am
Mob out till the half out
Ratchet hoes in my mo'fucking witchhouse
Hoe we on the late night tip, 2 am mob out
Ratchet hoes in my mo'fucking witchhouse


Ratchet hoes in my mo'fucking witchhouse
Ratchet hoes in my mo'fucking witchhouse
Ratchet hoes in my mo'fucking witchhouse