Cookin Soul - Carolina Blue lyrics

[Verse: Playboi Carti] No ventilation, hoes stimulating on this novacane I'm making Still searching for the one we in the Martrix Words from the sea ? Never gave a f** about the ? Muscle arms, muscle arms cooking up with baking soda God never let my enemies get between insanity and Hova Turning clouds into castles ? slow cameras roll These b**hes listen to us like we got mind control Overdose my high n***a, I'm flying By the jets shout out the sky n***a, I'm dying I take a pound and break it down into a baby bud Roll up a spliff, then I light it up, now take a puff It takes concentration when I'm blazing on this elevation Now treat your hate with my herbal medication Yeah n***a, ? [Outro: Sample from Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story] You smoking reefers? Yeah of course we are, can't you smell it? No Sam. I can't Come on Dewey! Join the party! No Dewey! You don't want this. Get outta here! You know what I don't want no hangover, I can't get no hangover It doesn't give you a hangover! Well, I get addicted to it or something? Its not habit forming I don't wanna, overdose on it You can't OD on it! It's not gonna make me wanna have s** is it? It makes s** even better Sounds kinda expensive Its the cheapest drug there is