Greyhound

Picking in my nosebleed
I sucked on a roach
Marcing to a new beat
Bumbing like coach
You were on the rebound
I was on the road
Riding in a grover??? like a???
Walking in my blue jeans
Walking every dest.
Runing like a food chain
Smoke them by the fires
Song looks like a dope theme
I would come to pairs
She was very guilty
And we had a blast
When dady was a hectic
I was on the floor
I’m. I’m. My god
We don’t do that thing no more
Trouble with the daylight spining like a hawk
Sensing on my butt
When dady was a hectic
I was on the floor
I’m. I’m. My god
we don’t do that thing no more
Trouble with the daylight spining like a hawk
Sensing on my butt
tell me crack from the star
When dady was a hectic
I was on the floor
I’m. I’m. My god
We don’t do that thing no more
Trouble with the daylight spining like a hawk
Sensing on my butt
When dady was a hectic
I was on the floor
I’m. I’m. My god
We don’t do that thing no more
Trouble with the daylight spining like a hawk
Sensing on my butt
tell me crack form the star
tell me crack from the star
tempting on the higher
tempting on the higher???