Текст песни Wateva - kissinpurp

Ku-ku-kush smoke in the center
She eat me up for dinner
Lord know I'm a sinner
Wrist froze over for winter
With each song I grow bigger
No I don't wanna take pictures
Fingers itching on that trigger
You gon meet who wrote the sciptures

Fuck all that talking, you staring, i'm boxing
Anything crazy come out ya mouth
Just know that we hitting ya knoggin
I-I-I'm sending that unreleased to frank
And check my numbers boy im popping
It's some niggas running, but I'm walking
Wa-Wanna quit, but it's too late to stop man

It can't be too late to perfect my vision
I still need more time to make a damn decision
You try me and my crew will slice you up with precision
You hating on the kid, and that's sad, I just don't get it