[Chorus: Julian Cashwan Pratt]
Over my shoulder, I'm a card holder
Burn a car and a broker
One day I’ll burn spears and all fear
Choker hold in time
Tends to turn me colder tryna fight
Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older
[Verse 1: Julian Cashwan Pratt]
If you got it, come and ride on my sleigh
Fuck a toker and a take
Think that he leaked but he gape
He tried to plead out when he's late
But these ends are really only leaked in my grave
I cross these men in my way
These writtens I never save
Humble tones I used to speak alone
To peep my homie caught exposed
These drugs always lead to my dome
I get grown with these bugs and they eat at my home
I rip out the holes, I took so long to so
I took so long to sew
So I twist a bowl
I see my death but the Sun will get old
I see my breath down in the snow
I will, my will, my will get cold, please
Over my shoulder, I'm a card holder
Burn a car and a broker
One day I’ll burn spears and all fear
Choker hold in time
Tends to turn me colder tryna fight
Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older
[Verse 1: Julian Cashwan Pratt]
If you got it, come and ride on my sleigh
Fuck a toker and a take
Think that he leaked but he gape
He tried to plead out when he's late
But these ends are really only leaked in my grave
I cross these men in my way
These writtens I never save
Humble tones I used to speak alone
To peep my homie caught exposed
These drugs always lead to my dome
I get grown with these bugs and they eat at my home
I rip out the holes, I took so long to so
I took so long to sew
So I twist a bowl
I see my death but the Sun will get old
I see my breath down in the snow
I will, my will, my will get cold, please
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