Watch Shit Highway
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[Chorus]
I watch shit, (I Watch Shit) I know what I'm doing
I'm not shit (I'm Not Shit)
Stop it, I'm still somebody (Somebody)
I'm still honest (Honest)
Ain't no reason to lie (Lie)
Ain't no reason to hide the truth and keep that shit inside (Yeah)
I don't feel no pain (Pain)
I'm finna be high (High)
I'm finna get on yo' head, bitch, ain't finna be quiet (No)
I don't deal with no average (No Average)
I fuck her like she ain't shit but she the baddest
Yell my name, bitch, "Daddy" (Daddy)
Fuck yo' old nigga, I want static (I Want Static)
We gon' roll him up, smoke 'em, pass him
We don't give no fuck, bitch, (No) we gon' ash his casket
[Verse 1]
Hit that hoe, I thought it was ass but it's plastic (It's Plastic)
I'm so good at math but I was skipping classes (Skippin' Classes)
I was on that syrup at school, no molasses (Molasses)
Look in my eye, I was way too high, I need glasses
I could teach a lot, I could never be pastor
'Cause I be having church hoes calling me "Master"
She think I caught the holy ghost, I left her like I'm Casper
Put that money in her panty line because she is a dancer
He is a Instagrammer, the Glock turn him to a dancer
I only wanted face, baby, can you pull your pants up
I question everything I see and always got the answer
Yeah, I think it's smoke, is it smoke, is it cancer
I watch shit, (I Watch Shit) I know what I'm doing
I'm not shit (I'm Not Shit)
Stop it, I'm still somebody (Somebody)
I'm still honest (Honest)
Ain't no reason to lie (Lie)
Ain't no reason to hide the truth and keep that shit inside (Yeah)
I don't feel no pain (Pain)
I'm finna be high (High)
I'm finna get on yo' head, bitch, ain't finna be quiet (No)
I don't deal with no average (No Average)
I fuck her like she ain't shit but she the baddest
Yell my name, bitch, "Daddy" (Daddy)
Fuck yo' old nigga, I want static (I Want Static)
We gon' roll him up, smoke 'em, pass him
We don't give no fuck, bitch, (No) we gon' ash his casket
[Verse 1]
Hit that hoe, I thought it was ass but it's plastic (It's Plastic)
I'm so good at math but I was skipping classes (Skippin' Classes)
I was on that syrup at school, no molasses (Molasses)
Look in my eye, I was way too high, I need glasses
I could teach a lot, I could never be pastor
'Cause I be having church hoes calling me "Master"
She think I caught the holy ghost, I left her like I'm Casper
Put that money in her panty line because she is a dancer
He is a Instagrammer, the Glock turn him to a dancer
I only wanted face, baby, can you pull your pants up
I question everything I see and always got the answer
Yeah, I think it's smoke, is it smoke, is it cancer
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