757 - 100 Gecs
Lyrics by:Dylan Brady
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven
Told the devil he's a lemon
Yeah it's seven-fifty-seven
Yeah I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven
Told the devil he's a lemon yeah
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven
Told the devil he's a lemon
I got problems with my spending
All these horses in my engine
Doing eighty in a thirty
But I'm never in a hurry
Screaming la-di-da-di-da-di
All I wanna do is party
Drinkin' bottles of Moscato
Takin' pictures with a model
Stayin' up until the morning
Wish that I was more discerning
Goin' wild like coyote
Where's the water something's burnin' yeah
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven
Told the devil he's a lemon
Yeah it's seven-fifty-seven
Yeah I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven
Told the devil he's a lemon yeah
Blow out the blunt smoke
Sound of the shotgun
I wanted smoke so I went out and I got some
Live in dog years and I feel twenty-six
Yeah I'm old ***** but I learn new tricks
Better learn quick or end up like green bricks
You say you smoke real trees they look like little sticks
We don't smoke trees we smoke tree sized d***s
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven
Told the devil he's a lemon
Yeah it's seven-fifty-seven
Yeah I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven
Told the devil he's a lemon yeah
I smell the trees when I'm in Colorado
Interior gas station McDonald's
I left my cell phone dead at the house
I see the stars when the sun goes down
Somebody's making money off of my problems
The way that you're talking you'd better wear a condom
I smell cowards and sons of a *****
Everything quick all smells like ****
I smell the trees when I'm in Colorado
Interior gas station McDonald's
I left my cell phone dead at the house
I see the stars when the sun goes down