Текст песни INDICAH (feat. Neem, Rob Buck & Kermode Zay) - FLEAU
That's
sick
Like
how
I
get
when
I
quit
Smoking,
or
with
a
scratchy
throat
and
the
nose
blowing
I
don't
know
man
Guess
I'll
keep
going
Guess
I'll
keep
going
Guess
I'll
keep
going
My
pupils
they
be
dilating
Why
you
always
violating
Psychedelic
migrating
The
Lucy
got
me
vibrating
Nike
socks
'n'
the
Waffle
sneakers
Psyche
cleansed
with
a
JBL
speaker
Wonder
what
it's
like
out
in
South
Korea
I
want
Combos
man,
fuck
a
Belvita
I'm
breathing
with
every
plant
in
the
universe
in
unison
I'd
burn
with
Ulysses
S.
Grant
but
he
a
fucking
hooligan
What
time
is
it?
It's
only
one
o'clock,
y'all
trying
to
bool
again?
Hold
up
and
wait
just
gimme
a
min
Make
sure
I
ain't
looking
like
a
fool
again
Hit
the
foliage
yeah
watch
the
sunset
Snap
a
pic
so
I
don't
forget
Got
an
OG
-age
hiding
up
my
sleeve
I'mma
snap
your
bitch
while
I
bump
Four
Tet
That
tarmac
on
Niagara
be
burning
on
my
feet
I
got
that
Eau
Claire
airflow
circulating
Agua
taste
so
sweet
(ah)
Why
ain't
you
living?
Yeah
my
memory's
vivid
Why
this
shit
make
you
livid
boy?
You
look
like
a
pigeon,
a
clown
and
a
half
you
are
With
your
sorry
ass
beats
Going
to
town
on
a
half
Then
she
get
freaky
in
the
sheets
I'm
from
Milwaukee
Where
the
hoes
colder
than
the
Winter
Bitches
see
you
ain't
right
They
flipping
sides
just
like
a
switch
hitter
Ray
Lewis,
I'm
a
big
hitter
Yao
Ming,
I'm
a
big
stepper
No
clown
shoes,
everywhere
I
walk
These
bitches
on
my
feet
looking
lemon
pepper
Snow
falling
all
around
everywhere
I
walk
like
I
control
the
weather
Getting
to
the
bag,
you
know
we
scheming
Roddy
Ricch,
balling
every
season
Drop
a
fire
ass
verse
then
go
drive
off
in
a
Demon
I
switch
the
fleau
up
after
eight
bars
Don't
even
need
a
reason,
like
I'm
from
Memphis
Got
ambition
for
the
cash
I
only
get
behind
the
wheel
if
there's
two
hundreds
on
the
dash
She
gave
me
top
while
I'm
driving
I
think
she
want
me
to
crash
Pass
her
off
to
the
homie
Get
the
assist
like
Steve
Nash
(Oh)
Or
maybe
Messi
or
Mbappé
Turning
up,
going
gorillas
in
the
booth
RIP
to
Harambe
She
seeing
how
I'm
balling,
she
think
I'm
looking
like
a
cash
cow
Talking
about
we
and
shit
You
speak
French
now?
Tous
les
jours
de
la
semaine
je
trouve
l'argent
Je
l'ai
collectionner
depuis
j'étais
un
enfant
Dans
le
stu
avec
mes
mecs
nous
fumons
beaucoup
d'herbe
Quand
j'approche
le
micro
tous
les
bouches
sont
fermes
You
know
it's
lit
Like
how
I
get
when
I
hit
the
fucking
blunt,
yeah
that
shit
smoking
Throat
be
soaring,
lungs
are
choking,
heart
is
broken
I
don't
know
man
Better
keep
floating
Gotta
keep
toking
You
know
I
stay
smoking
Holes
in
my
pockets,
yeah
my
wallets
always
in
pain
Tripping,
meeting
higher
powers,
I
been
popping
again
Just
a
little
fungus
plunges
some
funk
up
into
your
brain
When
will
I
stop
geeking?
Never
man,
I'm
going
insane
Another
Saturday,
all
the
way
in
the
couch
like
indica
I
haven't
smoked
today,
but
now
I'm
on
my
way,
I'm
in
the
car
Anniversary
of
four
years,
university
so
who
you
are
Must
be
decided
right?
Because
it's
time
for
you
to
move
along
When
I
quit
smoking
I
get
sick
(it's
like)
It's
like
my
lung
don't
fuck
with
oxygen
(it's
like)
It's
like
my
body
start
to
miss
the
smoke
(it's
like)
Like
when
you
hate
her
but
you
miss
her
though
Somewhere
someone's
out
there
trapping
them
slabs
and
casting
slugs
So
we
can
get
the
shit
they
handle
in
labs
with
plastic
gloves
But
we
in
need
of
a
pack,
so
get
the
gat
and
do
the
deal
for
me
I
can't
imagine
what
the
trapper's
going
through
for
me
They're
tearing
up
the
projects
for
the
drugs
and
the
spoils
But
then
they're
burning
rainforests
to
produce
palm
oil
And
they
put
that
shit
in
everything
Do
you
know
the
lives
it
took
to
get
the
diamond
in
your
wedding
ring?
So
what's
the
problem
throwing
money
to
the
drug
trade?
The
world
is
run
by
dirty
corporations
anyway
So
smoke
your
shit
and
do
your
deals
and
carry
on
I
guess
From
watching
us
I
bet
that
god
need
a
psychiatrist
That's
sick
Like
how
I
get
when
I
quit
Smoking,
or
with
a
scratchy
throat
and
the
nose
blowing
I
don't
know
man
Guess
I'll
keep
going
Guess
I'll
keep
going
Guess
I'll
keep
going
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2 BOMBS! (feat. Chris Hansen, Neem, Rob Buck, Yodin, Dalek Ferg & Kermode Zay)
3 JUMP (feat. Rob Buck, Neem & Yodin)
4 SUMMAH (feat. Rob Buck, Neem, Q-Ball, Kermode Zay & Anton M. Falk)
5 SLEAU (feat. Ilka Malin, Neem, Lil EZ & Rob Buck)
6 BLUNT│HAWK (feat. Rob Buck & Neem)
7 MIST TWST (feat. Kermode Zay, Q-Ball, Neem, Rob Buck & Lil EZ)
8 HOOPS! (feat. Rob Buck, Neem & Kermode Zay)
9 LOOSE THOUGHTS│PILLS (feat. Rob Buck, Yodin & Neem)
10 INDICAH (feat. Neem, Rob Buck & Kermode Zay)
11 RESTING MY EYES (feat. Neem & Rob Buck)
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