paroles de chanson Sniper - Sam Sparxx

Sam Sparks
From Roger Sparks
Yeah
It's the Sniper Gang
I hop into the booth and then ignite the flame
I'm copping different strains and the price the same
They take away the pains like it's Novocain
They say I'm strange so I turn into a doctor on them
In the clouds fuck around and start walking on them
I'm feeling like a chronicle
Keep the third eye open like a nigga got the monocle
Yeah, it's the Hellraiser
Getting back to back, smoke complaints from my neighbors
Baby lungs, nigga, get the respirator
Fogging up the whip, the final destination
Top notch nigga with the elevation
Stop blowing up my line for collaborations
Cartoons and cereal
I'm talking honey bunches and oats with animation
Smoked out need some ventilation
Stay cool like the Air conditioner
Mr Green eggs and Cunningham
Ballin playing for the Pistons
Its the caveman spark it up with some friction
Nose goes feeling like I'm Scottie Pippin
And it's all gravy and biscuits
Pounds in the trash can, Gucci in the kitchen
Bow wow, come around, Tokyo drifting
Praying to the Lord like it's any given
It's the weekend, businessman at the meeting
Suit and tie on these niggas
Whipping up the salmon. sock-eye on these niggas
Tell me what you matching, Got 5 to the swishers
Mr. Prince Charming, Come around with charisma
So high I walk around with the pigeons
I'm sparked up, Come around like it's Christmas
Smoked out, You can smell it from a distance
Don't you worry man It's none of your business
Whoa
The thing with marijuana with me is writing
I was telling you today, like, it's the first day I did my routine
Which is either in the morning I usually get up early
Everybody goes to school, and I fucking spark up
I spark up and I write
Is that pretty routine for you?
It has been
It was for the last few months before October