Avalanche (Explicit)

作曲 : Reginald Helms Jr./Christopher Smith Jr./Benjamin Tolbert/Asa Davis/Afolabi Osinulu

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah

If I get high enough, I think I can fly or somethin’

Not gon’ lie, I been inside too much

‘Cause comin’ up I was around too much

Know me, don’t talk too much

I’d rather write it down or somethin’

Put one in the air, if we talkin’

Man, ’cause that’s only fair, before I’m comin’

I’m literally feelings thee

Oh, hold on, man, these gars only five

Let me go ‘head, get ten of these

****, I might like nicotine, it’s sad as hell

Growing up, wе was always bad as hell

Hair ain’t changed, still nappy and my lips still chappin’

I ain’t gettin’ no naps in, I’m just tryna gеt back in

And I hope that God think I’m ready

I hope that God think ’bout me lettin’

Me **** around, change my whole setting

That would be nothin’ short of a blessing

Life been nothin’ short of a lesson

I met an angel named Heaven in a Devil’s land

I took a dose and I ain’t, ain’t been right ever since

Even when my downs feel like an avalanche

Somehow everything in my life feel like it’s heaven sent

Some people never been cut off or these niggas fabricated

Seems stretch, really wish I seen less and was happy more

Could imagine more, summer, block hot’ than a dragon was

I was in love with a matador, matter the fact that I had a tour

I had to dip on the road, gettin’ chips, I’m a tortilla

Sippin’ the Julio straight with the lime ’til I’m Tostino

I was too used to, hold on

Too used to usin’ excuses, stood up on my own duces

I’ma keep loadin’ these clips, hope it don’t jam when I shoot

I pour the Henny with Henny, my Ethiopian plug

I see that these niggas lit, we ’bout to blow out the bulb

I met a dove out in the Watts, I think she openin’ up

She in the feelin’ she want me, feel her fallopians up

I’m in the field half the time, flyin’ close to the bucks, yep

What you gon’ do when the lights go off

And you stuck with that ***** you don’t like no more?

And them niggas ain’t payin’ your price no more

First of all

Second of all

Hold on ya’ verse, real strong but a couple bars too long

Life so crazy, that ain’t no secret

One day ya’ helping and the next day you need it

Don’t count ya’ eggs ’til you see them

Don’t put them in the same basket ‘less it’s Easter

Or unless the timing right

I been left out in the rain too much

I might **** around and put my whole mind in rice

Hold on, hold on, hold on, bruh-bruh, hold on

I met an angel named Heaven in a Devil’s land

I took a dose and I ain’t, ain’t been right ever since

Even when my downs feel like an avalanche

Somehow everything in my life feel like it’s heaven sent

Even when my downs feel like an avalanche

Somehow everything in my life feel like it’s heaven sent