TomArts - Wormhole lyrics

Verse 1: TomArts Mother f** a structure not counting bars drunk as f** at the function I be so high n***a, I think am I bout to die n***a musics what keeps me alive n***a Spunk shots all over gold diggers grinding until I become a known figure Then ill bring these hoes with us, Gra**heads known track k**a Heading for the ZZ Top scrilla, ill show you how to rock n***a Making blunts swing like Camp Lo we gone make it everybody in my camp knows On stage look out for the trap doors, slip and fall into the wormhole Thats where all the greats go Pun and Smalls know, they were the illest Man up and get with us, Everything is art twirling cones in the park Tryna grab my BIC so I can hurry up and spark Hook: Verse 2: Jay Lojical I blow heavy swerve pa**ed the Chevy gripping plenty to escape the wormhole you ain't ready For a spitta n***a bar status bigga after numerous digits blunted by large figures You get the picture, rebellious life livers shots invade my liver Props to all my get money n***as, everytihng is art it was destiny from the start For us to play the part in this DE spark, Its GH so you get it smoke thick forget it Team winning stay with a blue ribbon, them players will rip ya pop shots to prick ya Drops to differ witness the sound bubble blister, I move around with ya go along for the ride Eyes on the prize when we grind, for the things I could never call mine Like my n***a Arts say sh**'ll be fine roll up a cone b**h its our time