[Verse 1]
Spilling drinks I’m not coherent in my Stoney
In the field posted up playing goalie
Gloved up, if a number wants ya not me
Plug talk, major ki’s, im the locksmith
Ounce on me, ‘bout to go and waste a couple thou’ today
I can’t keep, going round in circles like I’m out of shape
Why you keep, getting in my face just move out the way
Finally, now you can’t doubt, think we need a brake
Broke up with my women right before the summer
She was sending texts I said who is this like
I changed my number, sorry mate
She bought me some Cortiez, like whatеver lad
I’m in Mossley with Porsche kеys and a leg of bash
My air ways, they’re laced with like every gram
Bare faced, I’m a rare case of don’t give a damn
Dark as PM, Carpe Diem, can’t see BM
GPS, how far’s this BM
Fuck that I told her visit man
[Chorus]
Out of all the things I could have done I got my brothers high (got em high, raise em high, raise em high)
Out of all the things to think about, women on my mind (on my motherfucking mind)
[Verse 2]
Out of all the things I could have said I’m asking if she’s up
Out of all the places I could go I’m still outside the club
I got so much chronic on me, you would swear I’m wearing HUF
Doesn’t matter how much dough you make, you’re still a little scruff
[Outro]
Out of all the things I could have done I got my brothers high
Out of all the things to think about, women on my mind
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