Eric Crawford - Coma (Prod. MJ Nichols) lyrics

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Eric Crawford - Coma (Prod. MJ Nichols) lyrics

[Hook x2] Blossom flying lotus Yous a loner Yous a stoner It'll put you in a coma You blow dat marijuana Ima put it on ya I can smell it on ya Yeah It'll put you in a coma Verse 1 - Craw the Sage Some n***as out here they'll hurt you I'm going in yo heart like it's curfew Dealing wit them demons all along hit a bong Tell the choir sing a song And you sitting in the back of a church pew Ya third eye sitting at a bird's eye view High as you flying threw The cloud that appear HD Baby I adore ya genius and we stay together like Martin and Gina God the only man that I want between us Gotta mention your intellect and baby I love ya features Moving everything in the box to the left Reaching these highs those angel eyes as we glide fried through the skies Hattas mad that ain't no suprise They couldn't reach us wit a million tries [Hook x2] [Bridge x2] You can get it you can have it Damn girl you wreak of havoc Verse 2 - Cello Mufukas always gon hate on us It's no relationship without no trust I don't f** wit the pigs but I still cuff People call me a s**a I don't give no f** Cuz we can roll up and get high Good dope girl you might cry Let me prove to you every n***a ain't da same Let me prove to you every weed ain't da same Cuz baby Ima stona good dope from California And the way you smoke dat weed girl you give me a bo*er I swear I wanna clone cuz without you there's no me Without no dope its no we So baby let's just smoke dis weed L's [Hook x2] Verse 3 - Craw the Sage Alotta n***as Out here acting sus Them n***as zero's like the back of Russ We can play the game It's love and basketball Was it even love after all Yes I love ya even wit ya flaws sh** started getting real not just a booty call Lemme dim the lights get the mood involved You can drop the draws I got you if you fall Baby you a loner You on my radar on my sonar You some type of connoisseur I can take you to California It's right around the corner Hair tied in some yoga No make up I'm still ya fan You ain't gotta be a loner stoner [Hook]