Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades
Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades
I been fucked up for the last two days straight
I been fucked up for the last two days, dog
And I cant walk
Got me off of my shit man
I cant lie, dog, Im so fried, dog
Im so high, dog, this is my life
One night Ima get it done
Cant stop til I see the sun
One bite, hit the drugs
Cant die, Im too young
I feel just like Jimi back at Woodstock
What did you just give me in this Ziploc?
Blurred lines, blurred lines, I just fucked for the third time
Purple rain, purple rain fell in my cup, slurred rhymes
Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades
Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades
I been fucked up for the last two days straight
I been fucked up for the last two days, dog
And I cant walk, and I cant walk
I cant walk, and I cant walk
I cant walk
Let me tell you a little somethin bout me
Ima finish what you getting started
So dont be fighting at my fucking party
Cause Ima fuck you up
Bitch thought of my crew, though
Dont blow my crew, though
Make room for the crew, though
I got girls in the front, huh
2 grams in the blunt, huh
Rolling up that funk, huh
I feel just like Ozzy back in 8-5
My girls just want sloppy ice cream paint jobs
I served it up, I served it up
Its the young gunner, you heard of us
I just got in three fights
So I aint slept for three nights
Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades
Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades
I been fucked up for the last two days straight
I been fucked up for the last two days, dog
And I cant walk, and I cant walk
I cant walk, and I cant walk
I cant walk