Riverside Jynn - Sherman Square Novel lyrics

We gone throw them blunts up high If you trynna get high w/ the jynn. (Get high w/ the jynn.) And we don't give a f**, don't try if you wanna get fried then come in Get fried then come in. (2x) They call me crackhead Running through the city w/ my last leg; Split open the dutch and let the guts out on the casket I be on that acid We burning the plastics Bad b**hes, money and my habits are lasting Ya be trynna gas sh** Like I'm making a cla**ic; And while I'm puffin pickles I just giggle: "where the cash is?" If ya'll really mad then; I might of had an accident Mobbing w/ my Bobby like my back has an new axe in it, DAYUM! We gone throw them blunts up high If you trynna get high w/ the jynn. (Get high w/ the jynn.) And we don't give a f**, don't try if you wanna get fried then come in Get fried then come in. (2x)