DillanPonders - VOMIT lyrics

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DillanPonders - VOMIT lyrics

[VERSE] Way too high ain't got to write down Ain't nobody sound like my sound Understand that I don't stand under n***a don't believe me just watch Man I ride around through my town Stop asking me for my number Man I'm looking like a trap God Am I insane man I wonder? You and I we are not same Ain't got the pills but I got c**aine Don't talk to me you ain't got no brain Don't talk to me you ain't got no say Go downtown I'm a king right now Cocaine is my thing right now Don't want to step in this ring Don't want to step in this ring right now Man I got weed crumbs in my dreadlocks mon I just put the game in a headlock mon Don't pretend you don't know me mon You're a little b**h I don't get that mon Last night I had a mental break down Hoping that I don't break down again n***as trying to come take me down Guess I got to go and take down dem Lykkle boy dem wan chat bout me Me nah ramp wit what dem chat bout Guess dem want to come break me walls Guess me haffi go an take down dem Lykkle boy yuh nah know me Mon me really want to find out If you really think you an OG and you lead the life you chat 'bout I'm just riding round thru my solar system Lost my mind man you know its missing [HOOK] Man I been getting too faded [X2] Man I'm just riding round wit my lady So leave me lone [X2] [VERSE 2] My girl smokes loud but she pipes down when she knows that I got to write down Thinking it's my time now, your b**h got me on her iCloud Seen you're a b**h and your girl's a who*e I can barely write if mine pissed me off I don't have a phone but if a n***a did these silly hoes would probably ring it off I'm living my life in a sand box Cocaine bags in the stash box I don't really like these drunk girls WHY U GOTTA TALK IN CAPS LOCK Want to go look then you'll find me wavy Got to make a shout to the 90s babies Black on black got to rock that daily When you call me will I call back? Maybe Stepped in Town straight looking like a tourist So much weed... I feel like a florist Ain't blown yet but a n***a ain't nervous Finna get a Lakeview crib out in Europe Finna get so damn rich I don't mind getting fat If you give me that weed you won't find any left Don't want to smoke still buying a pack Don't really care I could die any sec No bus fare but I got drug money f** with my town cause they got love for me Going so hard that my pants got famous Black boots on, camo top, big hoodie Or it might be a poncho Over the fact I might die by tomorrow Think I realized that I am Toronto Got a new wife so I might never want hoes [HOOK] X2