Sybyr Black & Mild Spirits
[Intro]
Anti
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Landfill
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Yeah
[Verse]
Don't know what I want, but I know this much
Black & Mild, American Spirit guts, uh
Runnin' through that money, uh, makin' more than honey, uh
Makin' more than money, uh, twice, that joke ain't funny, uh
Tried up bands, tried up hands, ride in minivans
Got no gas, I don't want it 'less it's in a pen
Can't be stopped by no more 12, they'll put my ass in jail
They do much worse to my type, they wanna send us to hell
Tryna stack up for in case bail, I ain't playin' that game
No more behavior shit, I'll burn myself out the frame
Walk down with a mean limp, virtual kiss, what's simpin'?
Kickin' these tracks like I'm pimpin', gotta stay on it, no wimpin'
Count up a thousand like clockwork, now I'm just doin' all artwork
Can't keep comin' up missing, hate that shit and it scare me
Wonder how y'all really feel when I ain't behind that wheel?
Scorin' up major deals, on a back burner 'til I heal
