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作词 : Kamron Ford
作曲 : Kamron Ford
D-Diego
B-B-Bankroll Got it
Hotbox the four-door, get high a lil' more
I been seein' red, but my heart matte black, the color
It's one thing, another
No love in my heart, but I've been tryin' hard to love her
I know I ain't shit, that's why I'm hotboxing the four-door
Chokin' on the smoke
Inhale all my problems, I exhale my feelings, blow
I'm tryna get so gone
You would think I laced the smoke, can't feel my body no more
Every time I pull up I smell like kush on my cologne
Say you want some smoke, we pop his collar like a Polo
Lookin' for some clout, we made a t-shirt, his new promo
Use to play with .22's, we doubled up to .44's
Can't get **** on Christmas, still won't beef about no ho-ho's
Turned up of them druggies, don't turn me down, I feel too good
Bro did half a dub but, I smoke that **** down in two woods
I been livin' life, you would do the same thing if you could
Shit might get bad, but I can't complain, because them blues good
Ain't answerin' no calls, I'm ignorin' 'em all
Spend enough time on the bleachers, now I'm tryna go ball
Hit my smoke and take the biggest nigga down, we smokin' on strong
Take one hit, I bet you feel that high for long
Hotbox the four-door, get high a lil' more
I been seein' red, but my heart matte black, the color
It's one thing, another
No love in my heart, but I've been tryin' hard to love her
I know I ain't shit, that's why I'm hotboxing the four- door
Chokin' on the smoke
Inhale all my problems, I exhale my feelings, blow
I'm tryna get so gone
You would think I laced the smoke, can't feel my body no more
Every time I pull up I smell like kush on my cologne
I'm going through a phase, one where I'm not okay
Been blowin' weed for days, to try to keep me san
Been cryin' out for help, they not gonna hear me 'til I rage
Can I unleash the beast that's been depressed inside the cage
Backwood after Backwood, I just smoke 'em to the face
Put money over hoes, 'cause I know down, *****es gon' change
Don't tell me that you love me, I know feelings always fake
Right now I'm fighting through the rain, one day we gon' be great
Hotbox the four-door, get high a lil' more
I been seein' red, but my heart matte black, the color
It's one thing, another
No love in my heart, but I've been tryin' hard to love her
I know I ain't shit, that's why I'm hotboxing the four-door
Chokin' on the smoke
Inhale all my problems, I exhale my feelings, blow
I'm tryna get so gone
You would think I laced the smoke, can't feel my body no more
Every time I pull up I smell like kush on my cologne
