Songtexte SATIVA? - Kisonn

Fucked my jeans up
Uh, fucked my jeans up

Yeah, I spilled the lean cup
Uh, yeah, girl getting mad I'm off the beans, yeah

Uh, yeah, we got Drac's pick your team up
Yeah, let the cash come in

Let his ass feel the fire, no it ain't no running
I just take the molly rock, fucking up my stomach

It's a Castaways year, you know how we coming
Sixteen in the DMV

Bitch we up now, hold up we on TMZ
I can't none of these niggas my time, they just envy me

Pink Droland Miller hoodie on, look like candy
What, pour up the seal til' it's empty

What, I don't feel like myself off this xanny
What, I'm tryn' get a fucking mil for my family

What, brand new MP5, do no jamming
What, haha, fucked my jeans up

Fucked my jeans up, yeah I spilled the lean cup
Yeah, my girl mad at me, I been off the beans, yeah

Told lil baby this ain't what it seems, yeah
Huh, I been spending all these racks Givenchy sneaks, yeah

I want AMG on AMG, yeah
Woah, when you close your eyes, tell me what you see, yeah

Am I what you see in your dreams, yeah
P-Put that fuck nigga straight to sleep, like apnea

I like Latina hoes mamacita
Bullets slam a nigga like Bautista

Uh, I like 3.5's and sativa
Fucked my jeans up
Uh, fucked my jeans up

Yeah, I spilled the lean cup
Uh, yeah, girl getting mad I'm off the beans, yeah

Uh, yeah, we got Drac's pick your team up