Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Psilocybin, artist - Peezy.
Date of issue: 09.10.2023
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Psilocybin |
Mm, mm, mm, mm\nMm, mm, uh\nFloatin' off the psilocybin, boucin' 'round like Super Mario\nGo to war wit' the militia, you gon' have to get yo' army cloned\nFlyin' in from Michigan, could tell 'cause I got Carti’s on\nTurn the celebration to a tragedy, the party’s wrong\nCloset look like Narnia, designer, that shit color-coded\nHustle for three hunnid' nights, I bet I spend the summer loaded\nBrodie came in sparkin' pictures, had to strike a pose for Logan\nright behind him, twenty coffee cups, he pourin' potions\nAddin' up or did it on the geek, you need a lower dosage\nHow you ballin' but that shit non-profit? You just focus\nGoin' through the motions, up and down, just catch me rollercoastin'\nWould’ve thought I drove over a skunk, 'cause what I’m rollin' potent\nPop-up shop in Houston, next day, catch me at the show in Oakland\nCrankin' off an Addy, my bitch whinin', tryna' blow my focus\nSaid you need some\nfrom what’s-his-name, just hit the sto', he posted\nBoy, you bogus, I don’t even switch lanes when I’m goin' bowling\n(Boy, you bogus, I don’t even switch lanes when I’m goin' bowling)\nPshh\n(Boy, you bogus, I don’t even switch lanes when I’m goin' bowling)\nGet 'em\nPop an Addy, bitch, I’m finna' take you on a rollercoaster\nShit ain’t changed, I’m the same one, used to roll on\nYou might not see me at the trap, knock on the door, it’s open\nFor thirty days we finna' bang out, the whole October\nPull up and go, this ain’t no hang out, we rollin'\nPull down the street and hit the lights, say, «What you want?» I bring it over\nI know some shit that blow it up, got boulders bigger than yo' shoulder\nI’m really done servin', I’m just sellin' weight, I’m gettin' older\nThey ain’t let me in the door, I kicked it open\nEvery time you see me out, I’m fresh as hell, my pockets bulgin'\nI ain’t buyin' no mo' jewelry, I got chains and plenty Rollies\nI’m finna' start buyin' buildings, kickin' niggas out who owe me\nPick that bitch up out the\n, shit, we drive it like it’s stolen\nI done been through most the realest shit, but I ain’t never folded\nAnywhere, I go out wit' 'em, like Lebron, they say I’m GOATed\nI’ve been gettin' this shit so long, I made an M and ain’t even notice\nBitch can’t fit up in my schedule, I made her leave a notice\nMade her sign an NDA, no takin' pictures, ho, you bogus\nI’m the man around this bitch, no, they ain’t come to see you, Otis\nBro been locked up for so long, I had to look him up on OTIS\nMotherfucker |