​plastic ​guardin (Ft. Colcaine)

[Intro]
​​lil biscuit wants to die

[Verse: guardin]
Aquafina, 水 ボトル, Adidas on my socks
Fall apart when I touch anything, you're coming on the spot
Rolling anything you got, twist the herb into a knot
Please, don't bring your friends around, 'cause they be blowing up my spot
Switch lanes on the QEW
Just called you to say that I love you
Need time alone, so I dump you
Five grams in the blunt, like, "Fuck you"
Five blunts, twenty-five in my basket
Fuck sleep, insomniatic habit
I think I'm feeling fantastic
Might fuck a bitch in my casket
Might fuck around and get spastic
Don't talk to me if you're plastic
Don't bother me while I'm rapping
Col' and guardin been trappin'
Harder than you in your Range Rover
How you got all that range though?
[Fallin' didn't do what?] you say, though
Might catch a body, so lay low
I've been making moves all damn day
Write a bar in my car about the way that you stay
Replace, rechase
I smoke 'til I can't feel my face
Eye of the storm, I'm feeling so warm
And she let me cum on her face