Blockade

Oh, you got me so fed up, my mind Just going ghost, yeah. Burnouts in the whip and gas, we smoking reefer. Knocking my telegram, reaper wanna claim my soul. I'ma live in paradise with the devil, that's a Metaphor. I for no hater, I just left my Phone, it's ringing, oh. I was counting paper checks But the money make 'em pass out. Swerving in the whip with your woes in the Backseat. Shawty talk her cake, sending out like a Black sheep. Oh, you got me so fed up, my mind Just going ghost, Doing burnouts in the whip and Gas, we smoking reefer. Knocking on my telegram, reaper wanna claim my soul. I'ma live in paradise with the devil, that's a Metaphor. I ain't for no hater, just left my Phone, ringing, oh. I was counting paper checks but The money make 'em pass out. Swerving in the whip with your woes in the Backseat. Shawty talk her cake, sending out like a Black sheep. Oh, you got me so fed up, My mind just going ghost, Doing burnouts in the Whip and chipping gas, we smoking reefer. Knocking on telegram, reaper wanna claim my soul. I'ma live in paradise with the devil, that's a Metaphor. I ain't for no hater, I just left My phone, it's ringing, oh. I was counting paper Checks but the money make 'em pass out. Swerving in the whip with your woes in the Backseat. Shawty talk cake, sending out like a black Sheep.