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Uicideboy – 1000 Blunts Lyrics

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Hold tight, hold tight you did good, lick
Its a smash! Im noticing the mine, Im noticing the mine
Hold tight, hold tight
Im noticing the mine, Im noticing the mine
Hold tight, hold tight
Im noticing the mine, Im noticing the mine
Hold tight, hold tight
Im noticing the mine, Im noticing the mine

Yo, light that cigarette, Im trippin
Ash it on my bitches
Taking my dose, I never skip it
Still in my hood up pistol gripping
Still got a hundred blunts
Got that Bape up in my cup
Still with a bitch in the cut
Who stay with my dick in her guts, yeah

Wetto the king of the Grey
Self-park, I dont fuck with valet, sheesh
Private jet, fuck a delay
Went to Paris and back in a day
Okay, no Im never okay
Bitch, stop asking
Came up, supported my family
Just for that they should give me a Grammy, uh

Running and ducking the slammer, uh
Thinking bout cocking the hammer
The lights, the glitter, the glamour, uh
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 da motherfucker Grim Reapin, Im undercover
Soul seeking, I found another bitch whos thinkin that Im her lover, no
Reason I keep on shruggin
Blunt is cashed, lets keep em comin
Only weed keeps me from buggin and from seekin out more destruction
Im a pro at self-doubt, but I doubt Ill ever know
That these bitches want me to fly em out
Just because I upped the glow

All these fuckboys wanna be me, but they keep it on the low
And talk shit about me and my cousin while were thumbin 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 Im on stage at a show

Haunted haunted, haunted haunted
Haunted haunted, haunted haunted
Haunted, haunted, I cant escape my mind
Its like Im doing time, all the time
Exhausted, lost it, just one little line
Have this talk with God all the time, yeah
Haunted, haunted, I cant escape my mind
Its like Im doing time all the time
Exhausted, lost it, just one little line
Have this talk with God all the time, yeah

All the time, yeah- time, yeah- time, yeah- time, yeah- time, yeah

All- All the time, yeah- time, yeah- time, yeah- time, yeah- time, yeah

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