big bucks

Money Longer x Retroville (DJSARDINE)

ALCOHOLICS MIXTAPES

alcoholic posse we getting rich as fuck
tuck a few fifths in my bag like what 
few drop d riffs on my acoustic 
split yo ass in half like its virginia bitch
you call yourself immortal 
but im smokin on your spliff 
off a glass of vodka and im sifting thru ur shit
left me on the tracks like i wasnt even shit
be careful for i rock ya in yo goddamn shit
ram you in a train im on my omni man shit
red and white all u see when u bleedin out 
I just wanna live free 
but im breathing in this greed
the us of a bitch im goin kia
stuck in the middle of the sea bitch i float away
reached the end of the map like its fkn gta
they closing all the roads bitch its wildfire
ima a wild buck shit im sippin wild buck
fuck goin on in this country no one give a fuck
left and right whos the liar come and suck my fkn dick
both some pussy ass movements yeah they make me sick
fuck your hicky hillbilly face i hope you die
fuck a confederate hope you fuckin die
cryin yellow blue tears til i fuckin die

VIRGINIA

fuck up some commas

why u so mad (@prod.sohi)

alcoholics mixtapes

heart stuck at the end of a pike
carnivore beware of the northern pike
departed ancestors shine thru northern lights 
on the shore im kicking kicking sand tonight
we stand here kissin kissin gainst the railing half our height
alright, alright oh
my unimportant words
clash with yours
imperfect ways to describe 
why im laying on the middle of the floor
i need my golden boy 
whyd you slit your throat on me
feel your blood trickling

sky electric make my messy hair all static
phones hissin back at me shit left me all stagnant
sorry i pissed in your cup guess ill take that hint
beautiful white stag watches over us
bitch im over it
a beauitful white stag watches over us  



WHITE STAG

alcoholics mixtapes

bones shiverin, bones shiverin
walkin by the red river, walkin by the red river
walkin out the store im a young hoe
go pro near death comp though
wanna talk on my name bitch what u smoke
datura in yo wake, salvia my dreams
what u talk is fabricated i see u thru the seams

the fuck do u mean
bitch u make me wanna scream
sprinkle hash where im not seen
scrollin endlessly on tha screen
tequila to soothe all my needs
ima peel back ur skin if u need me
alcohol and marijuanas what im seeking

ive been down sinking thru tha floor
its a chore tryna get to flourish
swishers all in my bag
swishers all in my bag

i got thc all up in my bloodstream
ima punch his jaw in like rex splode
in tha air like a jet pilot but im not soad
its b.lazey 
alcoholics mixtapes
they surrounded by these fakes
im surrounded by the realest
please dont go away i dont think that i could heal
i dont think that i could heal 

DON'T GO

alcoholics mixtapes

fried off the diesel bitch im into it
fired off like cecil bitch i teleport 
got new shoes cuz i outgrown the size
2 blinks inna blink of an eye
sippin vodka wit my spliff
thats the lifestyle what it do
fuck an Adderall bitch i want an oxy
make that two hook me in could call u foxy
fuck a city life tryna move to the rockys
im screamin fuck my life but im still fuckin shinin
ten eighths two 2g blunts thats what im dinin on
jack diesel diet its the reason that im shinin now
tell me why im climbing now
fell off the golden apple tree
the cymbals are vibrational
signals aren't connected well
source of my life my wishing well

FOXY THE PIRATE

alcoholics mixtapes

out in public hotboxxin
bitch im hot they tryna box me in
strugglin just to make it what u livin for 
psychedelics out the faucet dmt galore
chemicals leakin into my neurons
sippin on some gasoline at the chevron
rippin on a 2g blunt in tha kfc
the passin cars all that i can see

i ain sleepin
call me tom davies how im out in
the lands but i ain in a straight line
sativa cause my mind to shine bright
bags of green yea i keep it all on me
soft like maggie greene but im tuff like maggie rhee
reachin for the sky but my touch is leaving

black berry fell out the tree 

BLACKBERRY

alcoholics mixtapes

countin fuckin days went and picked some roses
your words are like a homing missile
jack help me numb it all for a while
no oh, sober aint really my style

sobrietys an illusion
put the masses in confusion
but i know the solution

a leaf falls on a dead crow
alcoholic posse take over the globe
screamin bloody murder yeah bitch its time to go
came back from the dead just to axe you in the throat
fuck a six feet hole lets go sixty
fuck a sixty road lets go ninty
i can see thru you like its 4d


PRG

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