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5 blunts in the morning hit the store get sum woods
What's a pack, to a box, smokin less tham I should
That's unfair if yousa person facin ounces of good
I break it down like I break ******es smoke it all if I could
More ah dora you sorta lost
Get a map and some boots Imma just ignorya
I bore ya then I'll turn you down ta mute
I live my life for happiness I'll let you do what you chose
If you don't ****** with sappiness then hate yourself like like I do
******* die, rot, fry, I don't try don't waste my time
Labels find me I don't mind just tell them ****** off decline
I'm getting mondy I don't need nobody touching on mine
****** the rappin
This what I do
What I love
It's my grind
You can't buy a style so why the ****** you shop liftin mine
I'll break you down with just my mind you lost out won't get a dime
Get a life and be man instead of strugglin tryin
I just smoke and laugh at y'all I see through all yalls fake smyyy linnn
At my shows they gettin ****** up
They whylin they know it's gizmo
I'm stylin that psycho kid from
Rhodeisland performin on psilocybi
Locals can't come inside and, if you ain't smokin bang ya
Head there ain't nobody not vibin
Giz-mo-mog-wai awalys high as the sky
Smokin pops-blunts big as pops, head and I'm fried
You know I'm not regular
I'm an alien inside
Don't be stupid I'll sever her put a probe in ya mind
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