Papa Pine - OBEY THE WALRUS lyrics

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Papa Pine - OBEY THE WALRUS lyrics

[Sample] Know we keep the best of green so you know I'm smoking [Verse 1: PAPA PINE] b**h I feel like tungsten Lungs itch from crumbling piff A dozen blunts lit stuck on my lips I summon something bloodless from the f**ing pits of hell Yeah, I got fungus growing in my stomach because I'm chugging wishes from the wishing well Watch me swell from ingesting infectious hopes and dreams You will never perfect them Smoking weed while I'm texting affections to your hoe named "Alexis" Adding her to my collection Told her pull up to the 7th I got one zip of that dumb sh** but no protection Now the blunt's lit She's a punk b**h To my recollection, p**y like a dungeon Got me mumbling Now I'm flexing at the function G*59 we run sh** [Sample] Know we keep the best of green so you know im smoking [Verse 2: GERM] Ran up on 'em with the terror squad I swear to god Up north, I'm off the snow with a bad lil' hoe My woes with me on that rambo flow Kick down the door We don't knock We send shots Touchdown I got the pack Roll that sit back No lack Trusty burner relax on my lap I got yo b**h on my dick Audemaur wrist so slick Dripping all wet on my sh** I wish a n***a would come claim his b**h I got flame for that sh** Respect ain't sh** Y'all n***as ain't sh** This sh** is sickening Never stopping, DN$ the limitless Running, ruling I need infinite Aw sh** Roll my dope Bang hoes with my bros Roll that motherf**ing ghetty green, a n***a tryna smoke [Sample] Know we keep the best of green so you know im smoking [Verse 3: $LICK $LOTH] Seven grams in the raw cone f** boy, it's my dick you can jump off Oh lord, I just popped me a xan bar Hold court when I ride with the pistol grip Talk sh** to a fat b**h, make her feel average Bet sensei one stack if he smash it Woke up in the AM I heard that he pa**ed it Migo and Meth and lil' Germ hit her backwards Northside Shawty got the 40 with the gaudy Purgatory is where I reside East side of highway fifty nine West side that MI crooked letter crooked letter I P P I We don't see time We don't decline, but we stay high Shadows under them street lights Keep hoes out of my sight Germ said he got that potent Ruby told Meth to roll it Know we keep the best of green, so you know I'm smoking