got a wallet with no cash, a car with no gas, but you know this grass hitting
my life went by in a flash, I'm hitting the flask until my whole past spinning
triple digits on the dash whipping, til I crash in it in the last minute from the bad visions
I got homies with the bass on it like they're Plastician
way that I play with the game, don't get attached on it, I might ash on it
you ain't tryna put your cash on it, put a stash on it
my flow Suga Suga, I might have to get Baby Bash on it
I'm a young Alice Glass, I'm passionate brash and I'm crass on it
plus I look good in all black, sipping Jack from the bottle rocking nail polish
I'm matching my eyes with the pale olive, bitch I failed college
I'm on a search for a real goddess, need that Mia Wallace, I know she erotic, if I need to rock it, she would be about it but I'm never on it
damn it's a shame cuz I'm never honest
shouts to the press cuz they never on us
so my head in a cloud on a bed of chronic
although lately I'm swimming in gin and tonic
I'm stuck in a place between heaven and hell
god on my shoulder the devil as well
both of them occupied setting my bail
all of these things I'm just trying to repel
young Arthur Russell with the hustle
you tryna tell me how to live my life, then fuck you
Lil 40 Baby
credits
from DOWN DOWN DOWN // LIL 40 BABY,
released June 2, 2017
vocals and production by Ghost Noises
recorded / mixed / engineered by Hokes