produced by @realdazigus


lyrics

Shunny looking funny getting litty like a titty
By my lonesome crunching numbers
You know Thrasher on the TV
Zoned out, 4AM, what the fuck am I gon’ do
Glob drop on them foos and I’m sippin’ some more brew

Who noticed subtleties
No one knows of, no one sees
I’m rolling up the trees
Solo blunts, that’s all I need
Choked scream yelled, “Shunny please!”
Oh no help?
Hoe, on your knees
I’m cold, below degrees
Nope not frozen
Unloading heat
Only gulf, my coast
The 361, that’s all I breathe
I’m cold, below degrees
Nope not frozen
Unloading heat
Only gulf, my coast
The 361, that’s all I breathe

Shunny looking funny getting litty like a titty
By my lonesome crunching numbers
You know Thrasher on the TV
Zoned out, 4AM, what the fuck am I gon’ do
Glob drop on them foos and I’m sippin’ some more brew

GLOB DROP prod. dazigus

BOONE