Shroom.coM lyrics

[Intro]
Medical, med— medical

[Verse 1]
No, I can't take shroom with you, b*tch
Huh, ain't no Lucki, get in tune with the kid, yeah
Put a dark tinge only where his nose is, yeah
n*gga rest his head, then I ghost him, yuh
Know your n*gga sick, and I need two doses
Drank, pour me up, purple, red, green, love that paint
Pain couture, no, you ain't ever feel that pain before
Choppa drop down, n*gga, praise the lord
Ain't no Ken Carson, but my seats going gory
n*ggas in my house start sprayin' [?]
Like the touchdown, swervin' ball for the ghost
n*gga, I don't wanna be friends, what I told him, "No"
"Why my teeth black?" 'Cau- 'cause you don't f*ck with gold
Get my b*tch a rack, bought her a body, and some more sh*t
Put that controllеr down, n*gga, you ain't got no emotion
All my feelings drown, yeah, TAKAHIROTHESOLOIST
Why y'all ridin' round with no racks? Don't make mе go in
Buy [?] up my star, 'cause I bought your b*tch a sewing

[Verse 2]
Wonder if they ever gon' hear me
Yeah, n*gga got on Hemi
Hm, watch me ridin' round in that Hemi, f*ck
Uh, ridin' 'round with no Jimmy, wuh, yeah
H-He ain't know nothing, he don't feel, he don't love, n*gga
Bust his brain, he ain't got no luck, yuh
Feel my pain, no, I can't love, yeah
Roll like a train, I don't give no f*ck, yuh
Johnny Dang rich, I need a Tonka
Said I'm really rich when I pop her, in
Sang like Frank Ocean, I went Blonde on a b*tch