Wymtime - Distant lyrics

[Hook] Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high Please don't, please don't [Verse 1: Steve Ricks] So gone, I'm so far gone Lights out But I'm turned on By this lil mama With a bump behind And the herb is nice Girl, get the grinder Twisting and turning She crushing a bit Tucking and rolling She give it a lick Give her more skunk So she roll some more spliff Time to ignite And I tell her to Rocket [Hook] [Verse 2: Steve Ricks] Yea I'ma tall skinny n**uh With a stressed swag Go and warn people that The beast back Try to sleep on me and feel My jet lag Led by oneee Followed by all StressGods We unite So divided We.... Fall [Hook] [Verse 3: Steve Ricks] n***a so cold You need a steep tech f** with the dog Man I eat cats n***a drive fast While he lane switch Better stay in your lane b**h Cause I came with My team trick So don't make me David Blaine sh** *inhales* f** you and who you Came With [Hook] [Verse 4: Steve Ricks] This isn't meant to be lyrical s** my dick Take it literal All the sh** that you talk is unbearable Smoking the on gas, I breathe fire Hoes n**uhs get no reply Such things would f** up my high You at Look me in my eyes And you would see I Harvest a soul that is black Looking for weed, you call black Looking for me, you see black Space Up, up and away