| Yeah, I look like my eyes shut, but I’m just loaded off to pipe
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| When we fire up, new flavor in the air, cost five plus
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| Half a mill', where the ice? |
| Rent your life up
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| Big Lemon with the Poundcake, goddamn
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| Worth the half a mill', this is God’s plan
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| When that work touched, your whole city turnt up (They all turnt up)
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| Good smoke putting down the purple cup (Put it down)
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| They want the cookie where the burn cut (They want the real cut)
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| They say it’s dry, it’s a surplus
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| Streamin' in my European, watchin' my stones dance
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| Smokin', eyes red as a Coke can
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| Yeah, when we’re ridin'
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| I keep the windows rolled up when we’re slidin'
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| I got six pre-rolls, I can’t find 'em
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| Who got the best bag? |
| Let me remind them, yeah
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| I can’t keep my eyes open, cookie bag, strong shit
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| Pass me some more of that potent
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| We can drink until the mornin'
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| I’ll be in the spaceship smokin' with your main bitch, yeah
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| Then she roll the Gary Payton, smoke until the day ends
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| But I can’t keep my eyes open (But I can’t keep my eyes)
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| Smokin' on some purple piece, the purple, this the rawest bitch
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| say I rolled it
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| Smoke a bottle of weed, got Gary Payton in my porter pic
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| Ain’t a bottle of weed that I consume, but that’s a lot of rich
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| My partner took 'em to the store to get some hood
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| They said I’d never make it, now my people livin' good
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| Strollin' on the hood, posted on some purp like I’ma make my own
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| When I could make a song, shit, I was tryna make it home
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| I’m loaded off the gears, oh, I ain’t mad, I just be chillin'
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| Keep the bitch weed in the city, you can come and get high wit' me, uh
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| Walk in court, smellin' like dope but that’s my demon
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| They said it was a gateway drug and they lied to me
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| I can’t keep my eyes open, look like my eyes swollen
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| You ain’t chokin', you ain’t smokin' like Lil Peep (Don't smoke)
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| Ain’t none but loud that I’m smokin'
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| What the fuck is you rollin'?
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| Ain’t meant to let you rollin' up a peep, it’s Peezy
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| I can’t keep my eyes open, cookie bag, strong shit
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| Pass me some more of that potent
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| We can drink until the mornin'
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| I’ll be in the spaceship smokin' with your main bitch, yeah
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| Then she roll the Gary Payton, smoke until the day ends
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| But I can’t keep my eyes open (But I can’t keep my eyes)
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| Berner gave me that cheetah piss, I’m finna chief a stick
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| I just got the notification, bitch the peep was sent
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| Lemon OZ and GDP, that’s a hell of a mix
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| always keep that fire bud in his killa kit
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| I was on the road when the drug store dropped, Arizona
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| Rent a car with 20 P’s on me, couldn’t focus
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| Niggas scared to make a play, Lord knows I came to repent
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| Mary Jane the only bitch I love, she know that shit
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| I lost count of the times I had to fly weed, just me inside
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| praise the lord, when we land we gon' feast
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| Dove in this rap shit 'cause in the streets, I was a beast
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| Hey, they goin' to sleep with no food, I wanna eat
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| how many times I wanna rap for Bern (Nigga)
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| Now I finally got my shine, I’m on a track with Bern (Ugh)
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| If Ray Ray teachin' money class, I’m always up to learn
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| And all my dogs blow his gas, you niggas sharin'
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| It’s chain chain, nigga
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| I can’t keep my eyes open, cookie bag, strong shit
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| Pass me some more of that potent
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| We can drink until the mornin'
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| I’ll be in the spaceship smokin' with your main bitch, yeah
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| Then she roll the Gary Payton, smoke until the day ends
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| But I can’t keep my eyes open (But I can’t keep my eyes) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Can't Keep My Eyes Open , by - Berner. Song from the album La Plaza, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп